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Chapter 7

Author: Eira Winters
Adrian's POV

"The mistakes of the previous generation aren't Ethan's fault."

Ethan kept his head lowered, sobbing silently.

Claire stepped forward and wiped his tears before turning toward me.

"Adrian, you've gone too far! Besides, it's just a watch. Ethan, let's give it back to him."

She yanked the watch off Ethan's wrist and hurled it to the floor.

"Come on. I'll take you to buy a better and more expensive watch right now."

Vanessa glanced at me and sighed.

"Adrian, why do you always have to be so childish? Why do you have to make a scene? Ethan's had a hard life. He's been through so much, and you're still being so mean to him. You're a grown man. Why can't you be a little more generous?

"And about the design sketches… Adrian, you've already been given so much. You'll have plenty of chances to win major awards in the future. But Ethan's situation is different. He needs this award to build his reputation and establish himself in the industry. That's the only way the Lawson family will slowly come to accept him."

Among elite families, social status still mattered. If one didn't come from a noble family, they needed to have an impeccable reputation and undeniable achievements. Since Ethan couldn't change his background, he could only rely on boosting his honor.

Vanessa reached out as if to help me up. "Adrian…"

"Move."

I slapped her hand away and suddenly laughed.

"Vanessa."

This was the last time I would ever acknowledge her as my sister. This was the last time I would ever look at her this carefully.

"You'll regret this one day."

Her brows furrowed. She couldn't look me in the eyes as she spoke. "Adrian, I'll make it up to you someday."

Then, she turned and hurried after Claire and Ethan.

I crouched down and picked up the watch and bracelet. The bracelet was fine. Thankfully, the watch was of high quality and hadn't broken, though there was a small scratch on its surface.

I pressed the watch tightly against my chest and stayed there for a long time.

I didn't cry. I couldn't even shed a single tear. Only the crushing pain in my chest remained, growing sharper before gradually turning numb.

It turned out that when grief reached its limit, a person couldn't shed a single tear.

The sun finally set, painting everything below in a crimson glow.

The weather forecast said temperatures would rise over the next few days. The air was dry; even the smallest spark could start a fire.

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