All Chapters of I Was Raised to Be Harvested: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

I stared at the word "Goods" on the screen. I hadn't even realized that I was holding my breath.A delivery? What was being delivered? What were the goods?My thoughts spiraled, but some stubborn part of me kept trying to make excuses for Dad.Maybe we'd landed some huge business deal. Maybe he'd sold something expensive.Dad loved me.Just last month, when I'd accidentally scratched the back of my hand with my fingernail, he'd immediately hired a top skincare specialist to make sure that it wouldn't leave a mark.For 18 years, I'd given up everything a normal kid enjoyed so I wouldn't disappoint him.While my brother, Michael Hollister, devoured greasy fried chicken, I sat alone in the training room eating boiled vegetables without a drop of oil.While he spent weekends racing around amusement parks, I was pinned to the floor by a personal trainer, enduring agonizing stretches to perfect my posture.Thus, how could they possibly be talking about me?…The next morning, Dad

Chapter 2

The owner of those eyes was Walter Jackson, the family's new butler.Dad had hired him just two weeks earlier. He said he was a distant relative from back home who needed work.What kind of butler would silently watch his employer through a crack in the door in the middle of the night?Then, the realization hit me. He wasn't a relative here to work at all. Dad had hired him to keep an eye on me.Cold sweat soaked through my pajamas. Forcing myself to stay calm, I let my eyes go unfocused and mumbled, "Water… I need some water…"Pretending to sleepwalk, I shuffled past the half-open door and over to the water dispenser in the hallway. I filled a glass with water and wandered back to my room with the same vacant expression before closing the door behind me.That night, I curled up under the blankets and bit my lip until it bled just to keep from crying.…The following morning, sunlight streamed into my bedroom, yet it did nothing to ease the chill inside me.I knew I couldn't

Chapter 3

The physician stepped forward and pulled a thick syringe from his medical bag. He jammed the needle into my arm and began drawing my blood."One last round of tests, Mr. Sullivan," he said. "If everything checks out, we can proceed with the surgery."I bit back the pain. As I lowered my head, I caught a glimpse of the physician's name badge and the lab requisition in his hand.He was Derek Palmer, an attending physician at Evergreen Hospital.I knew that fighting back would only get me killed. There was no escaping these monsters by force.Taking a slow breath, I forced myself to stop crying and put on the obedient expression of someone who'd been completely broken. "I'll do anything as long as it helps my dad and brother."I forced a smile and looked at Dad and Ivan. "You've sacrificed so much to raise me. Michael had to put up with a lot because of me, too. If my life can give you both a better future, then it's worth it."Just saying those words made me sick.Dad's tense e

Chapter 4

Michael looked at me as if I were an idiot."Are you really this stupid, or are you just playing dumb? Why would Dad love you?" he asked, laughing mockingly. "I'm the one he loves. You're nothing but an investment that's going to make him rich.""That's enough!" Dad snapped.Seeing that he had genuinely angered him, Michael fell silent.He didn't have to say another word. I already knew the truth. Dad never loved me.When I was 12 years old, I came down with a 104°F fever. In my daze, I remembered Dad constantly running his hand over my forehead and listening to my heartbeat.At the time, I was convinced it was fatherly love. Looking back, I finally realized what he'd actually been muttering. "Your heart can't fail. My biggest payday depends on it."Then, there was the time when I was 14 years old and accidentally bruised my knee.Dad flew into a rage and slapped me repeatedly. He then locked me in a dark room without food.I'd seen how he treated Michael when he was worried

Chapter 5

A sharp pain shot through my chest. I jerked awake, gasping for air.My vision slowly came into focus. Above me was a pristine white ceiling surrounded by expensive medical equipment.I instinctively reached for my chest. There were no bandages or stitches. All I felt was my heart pounding steadily inside my ribcage.I was alive. My heart was still mine."Stop checking. Nobody wants your lousy heart anymore," said a female voice from beside my bed.I turned my head. Saddie was sitting on the couch with one leg crossed over the other. She absently flipped a solid gold lighter open and shut. The flame flickered across her elegant features."Ms. Sullivan…" I said, struggling to sit upright. "Thank you for seeing my email and coming to save me.""Your email?"Saddie snorted. "Are you really that sheltered, Evan? Did you actually think that pathetic cry for help ever got sent?"I froze. "What do you mean?""Your father had your home's internet locked down with a firewall. The seco

Chapter 6

Three days later, the Hollister residence was buzzing with excitement."Dad, the money's here! Every last penny of the 50 million dollars!"Michael raced around the living room with his phone in hand. His face was flushed with excitement. "The Sullivans really don't mess around. They buy a life as if picking up groceries."Dad lounged on a leather couch, dressed head to toe in designer labels from a recent shopping spree. An expensive sheet mask covered his face."Calm down," he huffed, even though the grin tugging at his lips only grew wider. "I told you that useless boy was born to pave the way for this family. If I hadn't spent the last ten years keeping him in perfect condition, do you think anyone would've paid this much for him?""You're absolutely right, Dad."Michael snatched up his car keys. "My limited-edition Ferrari finally arrived at the dealership. I'm going to pick it up now. Then, I'm renting the most exclusive club in the city tonight to celebrate.""Go have fun

Chapter 7

The following evening, the charity dinner was in full swing in the ballroom on the top floor of the hotel.Ian sat in a wheelchair dressed in a crisp white suit. His face was still pale, but the smug satisfaction in his eyes was evident. He smiled as he accepted the compliments and well-wishes from people.Among the crowd, Dad and Michael were impossible to miss.Dad wore a custom-tailored suit embroidered with gold thread and had an oversized emerald ring gleaming on his thumb. He looked like someone desperate to prove he belonged in the circle."Mr. Sullivan, you look fantastic. My son Evan's studying abroad now," he said with a broad grin as he patted his stomach. "He's always been such a good kid. He's always thinking of his old man."The lie rolled off his tongue without the slightest hesitation.Meanwhile, Michael nursed a glass of champagne while showing off photos of his brand-new Ferrari to a group of rich kids."Five million dollars? That's nothing. My brother makes mo

Chapter 8

I shoved Dad's hand away, sending him sprawling onto the floor."Security!" Patrick screamed, finally snapping out of his shock. "Security! Get this lunatic out of here!"Guards rushed toward me. But Saddie merely let out a cold laugh and snapped her fingers.In an instant, the lights throughout the ballroom went dark.Before anyone could cry out in surprise, the giant screen behind the stage flickered to life.The first image was a bank transfer receipt.Sullivan Group had transferred 50 million dollars into Dad's account. The reference section read "Final Payment".The receipt was followed by a surgical consent form from an illegal clinic. Under the organ donor section, one name was listed—Evan Hollister.The ballroom erupted in shock.Every reporter in the room immediately sensed a career-making story. Camera flashes exploded from every direction."What is this? Is this organ trafficking?""Didn't Mr. Hollister say his son had gone overseas to study? What's going on here?

Chapter 9

Cold steel cuffs snapped shut around Dad's and Michael's wrists. That was when Dad realized that the dream he'd spent the last ten years building had finally collapsed.He scanned the wealthy guests who had once smiled and flattered him. They now stared at him with nothing but disgust. Then, he stared at my emotionless face. Whatever hope he had left was shattered."Evan! Evan, please save me!"He dropped to his knees, crawling toward me and reaching for the leg of my pants. "I made a terrible mistake! I raised you for 18 years! Just tell the police it's all been a misunderstanding. Please forgive me."He sobbed as he repeatedly slapped himself across the face.I took a step back before he could touch me."You raised me just to sell me. The moment you agreed to that deal with the Sullivans, you stopped being my dad. This is all your fault!"A furious roar erupted beside us.Michael suddenly lunged at Dad.With his cuffed hands, he wrapped his fingers around Dad's throat. His e

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