Noble Pampering: Demon CEO's Relentless Entanglement-Chapter 650 - 646: Do You Feel Pitiful? (4)
"This matter is known only to you and me. If a third person finds out..."
"No, no!" Ace Williams quickly promised, his face full of flattery, "I’ve been on the same boat as you, Third Young Master, for a long time now, haven’t I? I’ve already entrusted my life to your hands, so you can be assured of this trust."
"It’s good that you understand this." Asher Land said no more and walked straight ahead.
Ace Williams uneasily took out a handkerchief and wiped the bean-sized sweat beads off his forehead. Why did he feel like he was living on the edge every day?
...
The appraisal report came out two days later.
Although he was mentally prepared, as he faced this ironclad proof that he was not Nathan Land’s biological son, a storm of emotions surged within him, and he suddenly could not control his feelings.
He kicked over the coffee table in front of him, scattering items all over the place. Several maids in the hall were so frightened they didn’t dare to make a sound, standing there trembling with their heads bowed.
"What kind of madness is this?" Luke Land hurried over at the commotion, ushering the frightened maids out.
Irene Morton also came down from upstairs, looking at the mess in the hall with furrowed brows.
"Brother Asher, did something upset you?"
"From the looks of it, I can tell. My goodness, who on earth has upset you this time?" Luke Land shook his head and said, "If it’s the old man, you don’t have to bother with him. He’s already close to death, and if you still fuss over him, then you’re the one bringing yourself unhappiness."
"Brother Asher, if there’s something on your mind, you can talk about it."
Luke’s gaze glanced past the DNA test report on the sofa. He was somewhat curious and was about to reach for it, but Asher Land snatched it away.
"What kind of precious thing is it that I can’t even take a look?"
Asher Land curled his lips into a self-deprecating smile, "It’s, of course, something that can’t be seen, that’s why I won’t let you see it."
Irene Morton and Luke Land exchanged a fleeting look of surprise, but Asher Land ignored the two of them and walked straight out of the hall.
"Hey, it’s so late, where are you going?"
...
Indeed, it was already quite late.
When Asher Land went out, he didn’t call Robert Williams. He couldn’t drive himself either. He walked a distance on foot, standing alone at a desolate street corner, his silhouette appearing somewhat lonely.
Even though there were things he wanted to pretend not to care about, his heart couldn’t lie.
Yes, Nathan Land was right, he was pitiful and miserable.
His mother was abused and committed suicide. He didn’t even know who his biological father was. Moreover, he was now a disabled person who couldn’t even drive...
But there was one thing Nathan Land got wrong.
His woman, his child, still belonged to him.
It seemed that this was the only light, the only hope in his life.
He took out his phone and dialed her number. He wanted to be selfish this time, to indulge this once. When he needed her, he wanted to have her by his side.
Perhaps Asher Land used to do this often, selfishly, willfully possessing her. But he didn’t know when it started, possessing her had already become a luxury.
She couldn’t stay by his side anytime, anywhere. Several times when they met, it was even done secretly.
But no matter what, these days were finally about to end, weren’t they?
