MasukA few days later, I received a call from Jean."Mr. Sawyer, Giselle has been diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer."I gripped my phone and didn't say a word for a long time.I remembered how my stomach had hurt so much that I couldn't sleep many years ago. Instead of staying by my side, Giselle had been peeling apples for Vincent in the next ward.It was rather ironic to think about.Jean told me that Giselle had given up on treatment. Instead, she dedicated all her time and energy to running the foundation that she'd named after Quinn.Giselle also transferred what little assets she had left into a trust fund. Quinn was the beneficiary, while Jean would be the executor."She told me that she was too ashamed to see you," Jean said."There's no need for that," I replied, interrupting her.I needed a proper farewell—a clean break from the past.I received a call from an unknown number a few minutes after I ended the call with Jean.It was Mom.She sounded old and exhauste
I didn't linger. I picked up Quinn, turned around, and strode into the sunlight without sparing another glance at Giselle.I had decided to leave behind all the love, hate, tears, and betrayal after boarding the flight.I was never meant to live my life hopelessly wallowing in an abyss of hatred.…One year later.Orello was a small city in the south. It was warm and humid, giving off the impression that we were enjoying an eternal spring.With Blake's help, I started working in his company's Orello branch. It didn't take long for me to find my footing thanks to my outstanding skills.Quinn's physical and mental health were recovering slowly. She started smiling again, and she would act like the other children her age. She would hold my hand as she played coy with me, and she would also call out for me in a sleepy voice right before bed.I enrolled her in the best kindergarten and hired a professional psychiatrist to keep an eye on her.I worked myself to the bone, wanting to
As for my actual twin, he was sent to the countryside to live with my relatives. Unfortunately, he succumbed to an illness not even two years later and passed away.Vincent had accidentally discovered Mom's secret when he was in his teens.He became a completely different person after that day. He used the secret as leverage against Mom, forcing her to do everything that he wanted. He learned how to fake being ill and show his vulnerable side. He also learned how to garner sympathy with his tears and by harming himself.Vincent began to take everything that belonged to me, one step at a time. He started with my acceptance letter before moving on to my wife, Giselle, and finally my entire life.It turned out that Mom spoiled Vincent not out of motherly love, but because of a sense of regret, fear, and manipulation that had built up over the years.I couldn't help but feel how tragic and ridiculous the entire situation was as I stood outside the interrogation room and listened to Mo
Meanwhile, from Mom's hysterical ramblings, Giselle was able to piece together the truth that turned her entire world upside down.Desperate to clear Vincent's name, Mom accidentally ran her mouth and said, "Vince had no other choice at the time! Not only did that rich woman dump him, but he also had a child with him. How would he have survived without Giselle taking care of him? He was just a young man!"Giselle felt as if she had been struck by lightning.She rushed to the hospital. She discarded her pride in front of me for the first time in her life. She kneeled in front of the ICU's entrance, pleading with me through the glass."Please let me in, Hayden. Please let me visit Quinn. I know that I'm good for nothing. I know that I'm even worse than an animal. I'll do anything you ask of me. I'm begging you. Please let me see you again."Her cries were hopeless and heart-wrenching, but I simply ignored her.…A few days later, I received a call from Jean when I was reading a st
Jinx.I was suddenly reminded of the incident that had occurred when I was 18 years old.I had been accepted to a prestigious university while Vincent had flunked his exams.That night, Vincent had a relapse. He wrecked his room and cried about not wanting to live anymore.Mom kneeled before me and begged me to give Vincent my acceptance letter."You're the older one, Hayden, and you've always been the mature one. Vince has a weak constitution. He'll die if he doesn't get to attend university. Do it for me, please?"In the end, I attended a run-of-the-mill community college while Vincent enrolled in a prestigious university thanks to my acceptance letter.Ever since that day, I understood that I was always the one who would be sacrificed in my family.History was repeating itself. However, the life on the line wasn't my own this time, but Quinn's."He's getting what he deserves," I said."You!"Beyond furious, Mom raised her hand and tried to slap me.Just then, Giselle rus
Quinn's breathing had become so weak that I could barely feel it."Somebody call an ambulance!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.Giselle finally snapped back to her senses. She frantically pulled out her phone and was about to dial 911 when Vincent stopped her."What are you doing, Giselle?" he hissed. "Do you want the Lambert family's dirty secret to be all over the news tomorrow? She's just an illegitimate brat. We can just pay the compensation fee if she dies. It's better than having our reputation ruined."I whipped my head up and glared at Vincent with bloodshot eyes."You can't win against me, Hayden," Vincent sneered. "You were always told to concede to me ever since we were kids. Mom and Dad love me the most. Now, Giselle also loves me the most. You're nothing more than a recycling center that just collects the trash I don't want anymore."Just then, the wails of police sirens cut through the air.A few police officers rushed onto the scene and quickly got the situatio







