Chapter 163
Author: Youngblood
last update2025-09-25 22:51:41

Philip returned home that evening with the weight of the world pressing against his shoulders. The doors of the estate seemed heavier than usual as he pushed them open, his steps dragging across the marble floor.

His mind was still haunted by the way Gary had looked at him earlier with those eyes that were filled with not just anger but with something far worse: disappointment.

For Philip, that cut deeper than any insult ever could. He had achieved a lot in his life, yet at that moment, he fel
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