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"So, he's just a servant? I thought he was Erica's husband that she was always proud of," Anthony said with an innocent expression. "Yes, he is Erica's husband. But he's also a loser and a servant in this house. Don't mind him. He's stupid and doesn't know anything!" mocked Nancy. "I don't think asking for evidence is a mistake. We don't know if he's lying or not. For all I know, Erica got this partnership because of her talent," Nate insisted. "So, you think I'm lying?" "No, just making sure." "Oh, come on. Why would I bother coming here just to make up this kind of lie? That's not very cool in my eyes. And why do you keep interrupting my conversations with Erica's family? You don't even know about business." "Maybe I don't know about business, butー" "Then why don't you just shut up and let us chat comfortably? Go to the kitchen as requested by your family. Aren't you good at housework?" Nate clenched his fists, besides lying, Anthony also had an annoying attitude and liked to put people down. Exactly the same as Erica's family. People like them will never be able to respect people, because it is a disease of the heart. His wife getting was sold to a fat man, just to save her family business. She has no other option but to divorce Nate. Fortunately, his exile is over and he can save his wife and show her family that he is not useless, worthless husband and son in law but Billionaire Heir of Bluebell Holdings. He will also support his wife, her family will be kneeling down to have mercy on them, once they all looked down and humiliated them. Now, they will wailed their tail like a dog infront of him.

"Say olive, I need your brain for a sec" Olive frowned not expected such words. "Its rare for you to ask for advice, so what happened Marcus?" Olivia rested her chin on one hand looking intrigued. "Its just.." Marcus hesitated,his expression though made Olivia more intrigued. "You see...I think my sister wanted to sleep with me" Hearing such sinful confession left olivia's mouth hanging. "...what?..." She could only reply. "It started a month ago, remember our plan?" Olivia nodded. "Yeah I accidentantly told them I wanted to leave the house, then Cassie that woman actually followed me and saw me with Natalie" "Did the plan failed?" Marcus shook his head, "No, but its not the part you need to be concern of" "Okay okay sorry continue" A sigh escaped from Marcus,"Then when I came home they suddenly became touchy, I mean real touchy, one time they would deliberately show too much skin" "Are you sure you are not over thinking?" "Olive you know me, do you think I am the type to overthink?" "That's fair, but do you have any solid proof?" "There is actully..." He couldnt help but look down and whispered, "I got home drunk one night and...." "And?" "Dont tell me...you.." "No.." he denied instantly. "They just touch me" "Marcus, to be honest isnt it your fault?" The young man flinched his face from worry to devoid of any emotion. A calm stillnes came to him, he reach for his cup, drank and then said, "I did that for my own sake, I never knew they would react that way' Olivia nodded, "True but to think your manipulation will end up turning your adoptive sisters into seductive succubus. "Actully..." "Its not just them" "I think my adoptive mother is also in it"

At seven, my father returned with his mistress and my half-brother, who was only a few weeks older than me. Under my mother's grief-stricken and despairing eyes, my father ruthlessly kicked us out. I always knew that my father wanted a supernaturally awakened and talented heir, however, I didn't fit the bill because I couldn't awaken any special talents and didn't show outstanding academic abilities. Moreover, my uncles and aunts were eyeing my father's position, eager to overthrow him and take his place. Competitors also harbored ill intentions towards our family, watching my father like a hawk. In this treacherous situation, my father rekindled his relationship with his mistress, the second daughter of a noble family from the Royal City. Finally, my father no longer concealed his pre-marital affair. After making it public, he brought his mistress and her talented son back home to replace my mother and me. To survive, my mother had no choice but to take me into hiding, changing our identities and fleeing to a remote town to escape their grasp and settle down. What my father didn't know was that I didn't lack talent; my talent was simply too strong, requiring an immense amount of energy to awaken, energy that my weak seven-year-old self couldn't handle. Eleven years later, I had grown up and finally awakened my superlative talent, becoming a renowned genius in the remote town. I never thought about going back to confront my father or seeking revenge on his mistress because they weren't worth my mother's and my time! My mother and I are doing well now. I believe with my talent and effort, our lives will only get better. However, I overestimated the goodness in people, and underestimated their malice!