Semua Bab Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Bab 1921 - Bab 1930

Randy and I were like light and shadow.He didn't even know I existed, but I watched his life every day. We went to the same elementary school, middle school, and high school.Since I was older, we had never crossed paths. I skipped grades fast, while he skipped classes constantly.Since Enoch was a famous entrepreneur and a board member of the schools, the principals didn't dare complain.In the end, Randy coasted to his diploma.I despised that, believing a slacker like him could never amount to anything. But to my shock, he ranked first in his grade. He was even the top scorer in three subjects on the college entrance exam.That made my jealousy burn hotter.He was born with everything, and the Osborne family revolved around him. He had the world's most legitimate claim as Enoch's son and would take over one day.Me? I used to have Annette, but now even she was gone.For a while, I blamed everyone and the whole world. The more hate I felt, the calmer I appeared.Enoch once

The further I walked, the clearer I saw who I was.I was Enoch's love child and a shameful existence.Annette died amid gossip and slander, dashing all my hope for a legitimate identity. All I could do was numbly push forward, fulfilling Enoch's dreams.That seemed like my life's goal.Debra made me look at myself, but I only wanted to be Enoch's son.In moments Debra didn't notice, I often watched her. She was like a butterfly breaking free from a cocoon. She'd struggled inside it for so long.I cared about her. I didn't want to lose her.In a sense, she was another version of me who walked toward light, while I had to choose darkness.The Illuminati's daily work was simple. For me, it was second nature.By day, I was her close friend, a famous star. By night, I was an executioner in the shadows.I watched big-shot businessmen who'd crossed Debra's kneel before me.My white performance outfit was spotless. But the dirty blood on those businessmen's hands stained it and my s

At Jordan's 43rd birthday party, everyone drank heavily.Past 40, they loved gatherings like this. They always shared old stories over drinks.Lillian and Solomon didn't care for their chatter. During these dinners, they whispered about how the adults just loved booze and big talk.Jordan stepped onto the balcony to smoke, his head fuzzy from too much wine. He pulled out a small bottle without thinking.Back at the lab, he had tried the medicine too under William's encouragement.He always thought he loved Debra, though it was just a quiet crush he never confessed. But youthful passion stuck with him into adulthood, even middle age.But in the dream, he only saw Andrew. It turned out Andrew was the one who mattered most to him.He even wanted to have that dream again."Uncle Jordan, why aren't you inside? Uncle Randy wants to toast you," Lillian said, appearing behind him.Jordan hadn't tucked the bottle away.Lillian's eyes landed on it, and she was attracted to its odd desi

The army vetted Jordan for a long time.By then, he wasn't the spoiled rich kid anymore.The higher-ups gave him a critical mission. It involved the four great families and Debra.The car accidents that killed the four families' elders years ago had a wide-reaching influence.Caleb always believed a hidden force lurked in Seamar City, Orkgate, or even overseas. Jordan's mission was to go undercover in Orkgate."Marion spent over a decade alone overseas to uncover the secrets behind the four families. As the Potter family's heir, can't you even handle this?" Caleb said solemnly.That hit Jordan's weakest spot. Everyone said the Potters had a genius in Andrew and a slacker in Jordan.He hid his skills on purpose, but he didn't want people to think the Potters had no one left."I'll do it," he said, eager to make Andrew proud.In Orkgate, he dealt with thugs every day and caught bits and pieces about Debra.Caleb had told him that for the mission, he had to cut personal ties and

Jordan got used to standing behind Debra.She was smart but careless.She'd walk straight past obstacles on the road, too lazy to go around. He would clear them for her almost instinctively.As Andrew said, it was their way of getting along. It was all a habit.But Jordan didn't like the idea. His actions weren't much different from some desperate guy chasing a girl.He slammed his fist on the desk.Barton walked in and bumped into the scene. "That's Mr. Andrew Potter's new desk."Jordan pulled his fist back, embarrassed. "Uh, I just remembered I've got homework. Gotta go."He bolted out of the room.Barton blinked. "Isn't Mr. Jordan Potter just in college? Homework already?""He's not great at lying," Andrew said calmly. "Probably in love.""In love?" Barton mused.He hadn't seen Jordan with any girl he liked.Andrew didn't explain, but he understood Jordan's panic. That was what a lovesick person looked like.Back in his room, Jordan's mind raced.He didn't know why, b