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“Mr. Yoder, to be honest with you, I sometimes feel extremely angry and sad. “Angry because you still haven’t managed to get a clear look at how things are now. “The Yoder family has long since been out of your control. Both Thomas and I are no longer the naive teenagers we once were. “After growing up, we managed to take an objective look at the truth, at human nature, and gradually… you. “I’m sad because at the end of the day, I’m still your son. This blood connection is not something you can cut off.”

The pain from the heated chains had been so intense that I passed out. “I am your father you dicktard. And I command you to get me out of these chains.” He said in a calmer voice, but he still held that spite and I didn’t like it. It made me so sick I wanted to throw up the nothing in my stomach! “Oh no! That’s where you got it wrong. I am not your son.” I said leaning closer to him, “You remember that time you left him out in the biting cold, for three damn nights without food or anything to cover his body, that's where you lost your son.” I corrected.

you are horrible. - No, I am a person who cares for the power entrusted to him. I am in the running for mayor this year, and I will not allow a tramp like you and a thug romance to take that away from me. Your father's company was a great gain for you and my son. Take care of him. I would hate to have to take over something that your father had to give up in such a painful way. - Damn you... I don't care about this company, much less about your image, I won't stay a second longer next to your son.

How can I back off right now? Gripping my son's arm tightly "son.. "Dad, leave me alone! Don't call me your son! Have you ever thought about your son's feelings? And you said my mother? That woman you brought home as your mate and my acclaimed mother, I don't know her! I don't know who she is, we have no relationship."

“Please, Father. Please. I have no one else. It’s only you. Please don’t do this.” He glared down at me. “I’m glad I have a son somewhere else.” My head shot up. “What?” “You heard me. A son. From another woman. At least someone to carry on my name. Everyone I love—my wife, my daughter—dead.” “What about me?” I sobbed. “I’m still here. I’m still your child.” “No. Not anymore. And maybe one day, you’ll meet your brother. But for now, get out of my house.”

I said each word very clearly. “My father loved me dearly, more than anything else in the world. Although I am not his biological child, I only learned this upon meeting you. Therefore, Jonathan Granger is, and always will be, my father. As for you, you have not been a part of my life for the past twenty-nine years, and I intend to keep it that way. I wish to avoid complicating my life and the lives of my children. I hope you will continue to respect our privacy, as you have done until now. You are not my father, I do not accept you and I am not sorry for it. You're just a sudden stranger in my life, so please.” I rose from my seat and retrieved my bag from the table.

“Actually, I came to say hi to her and my son. I know I should stay away….” “Yes, you should.” My mother rasped. “We have paid you already, so stay away from my daughter. You have no damn business with her anymore” “It would have been easier if she wasn't carrying my child. I have been trying to stay away from my little boy, but I can't…..” “He is not your son anymore.” I cut him off with an angry glare. “We paid you after that night. He is not your son. Now get out” I added.

I slowly took a sip of tea and said, "It's none of your business if I sell my own house!" “Y-y-you…” Rowan stuttered for a long time. I sneered. "Talk to me again after your stutter is cured." I changed the topic and called Everett directly. Everett snorted coldly. "I don't care how much you and Dad argue. I'm still your son!" I replied, "I just wanted to formally inform you that our mother-son relationship ended on the day I left." He was stunned. I added, "If you want money, please go to your father or grandmother. Don't come to me. I wouldn't give you half a cent even if I had to burn every dollar I had, so don’t bother asking!"

Get out of our house! His face was a mirror of mine, and every word he spat at me felt like a dagger to the heart. In the past, hearing something like that would've broken me. I would've cried until I couldn't breathe. But now, only one thought consumed me—this mother-son bond was finished. "You don't have to worry. I won't fight you for custody." Turning to Jackson, I said firmly, "You're not my son anymore. Choose whoever you want to call 'Mom'."

"Exactly! They were so vicious just now. Now they're pretending to be nice. Who would believe that?" I took a deep breath, looked at the three sons I had raised with such hardship, and shook my head. "I finally see your true colors. From today on, you're no longer my sons. We're cutting ties for good. From this moment on, we're strangers to one another!" My words stunned all three of them. Ryan snapped out of it after a long pause and roared, "Mom! What are you on about? Cutting ties? Over such a small amount of money?"