"Samuel Wallace, I’m sorry! It’s my fault, I’m so sorry…" His tears slid down my neck, scorching my heart.
His hoarse, trembling voice choked out:
"Sister, I've burdened you. I won’t study anymore. Let’s go." People around us looked on with mixed expressions. In high society, everyone is cunning; they all know the Wallace family’s secrets. But no one dared expose anything or offend a business partner.
Seeing the tension deepen, our father stepped out, angrily shouting,
"Shameful child! You can’t live a peaceful day because of jealousy!"
He smacked my brother on the head,
"You're a man! Instead of calming your sister, you join her mess. How will the Wallace Group ever be yours?"
"When will you be half as sensible as your brother? Only then could I die in peace."
Seeing the father about to hit him again, the mother-in-law stepped forward and said with false concern,
“Father-in-law, please don’t hit him. He grew up without a mother’s guidance, so it’s normal that he’s immature. You can teach him later.”
She then looked at Nathan,
“Hurry and take Alex to the hospital for a checkup. Don’t let his head get injured.”
Victoria rushed forward and said,