Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Chapter 1147

From how sad his voice sounded as the young master continued to lie on the ground, as if he was thinking of an unspeakable sadness.

“...You... hate women?” gerald asked as he could only stare coldly at the young master.

“You probably won't believe me even if I explain it to you. After all, since I was born, I have always only been known as a high and mighty young ruler of Holy Magic… While everyone tends to understand.jealous in me, I can safely say that over the years, I have never been truly happy ... You know, I hated that woman since I was young ... Because of her, I ended up hating all the other women! The woman in question.. She is my mother!” obviously young master.

Upon hearing that, Gerald felt his eyelids twitch slightly.

He had never heard of anyone who claimed to hate their mother as strongly as the young master... After all, who on this planet would not love the person who has given birth to them? However, Gerald could feel that the young master was not lying as the overwhelming pain reflected in the young man's eyes.

Could it be that this cruel and unscrupulous man was just like him at the moment due to the hardships he had encountered earlier?

“... Why exactly do you hate it?”

“...I was three years old when my first memory... I... I witnessed that scene right before my eyes... My mother..... He killed my father in front of me!” said the young master, his voice sounded even sadder than before.

“...I still remember my father's expression back then.. Before he died, he wanted to hold my hand one last time, you know…? As a child, I was so scared back then.He didn't have the slightest remorse in him. Shit, he doesn't even care about me! Even after so many years, the scene kept spinning in my mind. It's like a curse that wants to continue tormenting me until the end of time!”.

“And he's not the only one either! My grandmother doesn't like me either! She kept scolding me. Calling me an illegitimate child. If I wasn't the only child of the Tindall family, I truly believed that I had long been beaten to death by those two horrible women, I took their surnames so I am now a member of Tindalls of the Holy Witchcraft..It is unfortunate that even today, I still do not know what my father surname is..!”.

Afterwards, the young master looked up before adding, “You must be thinking how messy the relationship in my family is, right? Huh! ...You know, my dad is a husband who lives at home...I took my mother's surname and my grandmother actually came from my mother's family..."

“However, ever since I was treated like that by the two of them, I always had an innate feeling that all women are evil! ...However, I am also aware that the woman I hurt earlier is innocent. You can choose not to trust me, but every time I hurt a woman, I end up repenting for a very long time ... Hell, I even want to compensate the family of the woman I have hurt ... However, as a young master, I cannot do that. I must constantly obey my grandmother's orders. After all, we of Holy Magic are far superior compared to others, we are expected to be assertive when killing others when we do. so!"

“But... I can't! I can't be resolute when taking innocent lives! However, my grandmother kept wanting me to learn how to kill others! You know, I've started being wild and mean before my attempts to escape when I was eight years old ... "

Laughing a bit bitterly as he remembered it, the young master then continued, “...We made an appointment, you know? That we'll marry each other after we grow up... I clearly remember him telling me that while we were on our way home from school one day ... After hearing that, I asked if he would kill me in the future, which resulted in him laughing.all the way home… What we will know about love at that age.It was, however, the last night I met him, and it was only a while later when I came to find out that the killer was my grandmother!”

After saying that, the young master began to cry as he dug his fingers into the ground, holding on to whatever dirt he could, tightly.

“After that happened, I told myself that I would run as far away as possible to distance myself from the two women, I rowed a boat out to sea along with the cremated body of Lola. After all, Lola once told me that she liked the idea of watching the sunset while riding a boat ... To grant his wish is the least I can do ... "

“After paddling long enough, I realized that I could no longer say where the beach was. With the sun setting quickly, I thought that I would definitely starve to death at sea by then. However, that was when I first met Angelica. She looked very beautiful and gentle, and to be honest, her character was very similar to Lola's character, she was standing on a wooden boat in all white clothes.playing her flute.. She really looks like a fairy, now I think about her.”.

Hearing that, Gerald inevitably focused more on the young master's story.

Finnley had previously taught Gerald mind-reading tactics. After studying it, Gerald discovered that as long as one was weaker than him, he could definitely see right through them. Therefore, Gerald knew that the young master had not lied all this time.

What caught his attention, however, was the young master mentioning a woman dressed in white. How fascinating…

A woman plays a flute on a wooden boat in the middle of the sea when it is dusk… Gerald's mental image of the young master's description made him feel that the woman in white was truly an extraordinary person…

“...However, he was the one who saved me.. He was also the one responsible for teaching me some skills such as bone crush, golden escape, and turtle breathing techniques… He told me to continue training skills in secret, making sure no one knew about them. According to him, those skills would eventually help me set my destiny!” added the young master while wiping his tears.

“...I, Chestar Tindall, have said everything I need... Having let go of all this, I cannot deny that I feel better than before, knowing that once I die, I can't deny that I feel better, I won't have to bear this heavy burden anymore. Thank you for taking the time to listen to my story... Before you kill me, let me ask one last favor of you!” chester.

"What's that?" ask Gerald.