He suddenly becagitated, pacing back and forth, glaring at me. He laughed hysterically, then glared atviciously, like a madman losing control.
Tristan shieldedcautiously, ready to attack at any moment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I can't believe Anson gave this to a little nobody instead of me. Anson, you've underestimated me!" He shouted. "Why did he choose you?" To be honest, his behavior shocked me. I speculated about his identity and realized he must have betrayed the Huffman family. He must have a grudge against them from the way he talked about Anson.
"Damn it! I joined the Huffman family when I was ten and did everything for him like a dog. He said one thing but did another. He said he treatedlike a son, but that was a lie!" He yelled.
"Since you're from the Huffman family, shouldn't you have remained loyal? You joined the Huffman family at ten, right? How did you end up becoming Navi's lackey?" I asked disdainfully, though I softened my tone.
I knew I couldn't confront him head-on since we were clearly outmatched.
"Why? Was he fair? Do you think I want to be here in this godforsaken place?" He stared atresentfully.
I involuntarily took a step back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"He said he treatedlike a son, but that old bastard made my life hell. He never showedany favoritism and always sentto the toughest places.
"He'd punish the severely, even for the smallest mistake. He treatedlike a thief and never trustedwith anything important." He ranted like a petulant child, clearly holding a deep-seated resentment against Anson. Content belongs to en.kikistories"He called it love. Eventually, he sentto this godforsaken place, claiming it was to toughenup. Hah! "Does he even know I can't afford to eat or dress properly here? When I tried to earn sextra money, he said I lacked ambition and wasn't thinking about the long term.
"Everything I did was wrong! What was the point of callinghis son then? Damn it! Does he think I'm a three-year-old who can be fooled so easily?" He exploded, appearing incredibly aggrieved. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesI snorted. It seemed Anson's judgment was spot-on. It was easy to test whether someone was gold or trash, and this petty man had no right to be a member of the el Huffman family. He was clearly deceitful. Content belongs to en.kikistories"What's your name?" I asked.
He looked at me. "Why? Are you planning to run to that old bastard and tattle on me? It's too bad you won't have the chance to do that." I laughed lightly and relaxed, dismissing Tristan's protective arm.
Then, I said, "You're really narrow-minded. I've never seen a man as petty as you are. I might be a woman, but I don't care for such petty things. It's a pity, though." "What do you mean?" he asked angrily.