Reborn The Son They Threw Away Became the Nation's Pride

"Get out here! Your kid blinded my dog! Where are the parents? Get out here NOW!"

"Don't you dare play dumb! I've still got the toy gun! This imported model—only ONE family in all of Bayport City bought it! Don't even THINK about denying it!"

I sat in my room with a book open, listening to the chaos unfold outside.

The instant that knocking started, Lucius's crying vanished. Just like that.

I let out a cold laugh. Already found a hiding spot, huh?

I was about to go out and watch the show when my bedroom door flew open. Mom stood there, face white with terror.

"It was my older son who accidentally hit your dog," she called over her shoulder. "He's young. Please don't be too hard on him."

The woman outside—hands still smeared with blood—stormed past her and slapped me across the face. "YOU'RE the one who shot my dog with this thing?"

I stared at Mom in disbelief. She flinched, looked away. A few seconds later, her eyes slid back to me, pleading.