Chapter 296
Author: Sunshine
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David slumped onto the sofa, the weight of betrayal etched deeply into his aging face.

The lines of despair were clear, reflecting a soul shattered beyond repair.

Seventeen years he had cherished Luther, believing him to be flesh of his flesh.

And now, the truth sliced through him like a cold blade—Luther wasn't his son.

Lyra cautiously stepped closer, concern softening her voice. "David, do you want some time alone? We can come back later."

“No,” David snapped, his voice dangerously calm, eyes flashing with a sinister fury.

“I have to thank Alex personally for unveiling this nightmare.”

He rose abruptly, bitterness seeping into every syllable.

“Life’s a twisted joke. I’ve spent my whole existence doing good deeds, only to be repaid with HIV, a cheating wife, and now—the bitter irony—my beloved son isn’t even mine.”

He drew a ragged breath, anguish heavy in his chest. All the wealth and power he’d accumulated, yet now he stood heirless, a broken king without a legacy.

David reached for
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