Chapter 99: Some story
Tryson stared out the window, his mind clouded with swirling thoughts, unable to shake the realization that Arthur—of all people—had done something so unforgivable.
The weight of uncertainty pressed down on him, gnawing at his conscience.
What if there were secrets buried beneath the surface, hidden truths that had been deliberately kept from him?
The only thing he had ever been sure of was that Arthur was his father’s nephew, and that single fact had fueled an endless war between them—a ruthless struggle for power, control, and dominion over the dynasty.
It had been seven years since Tryson uncovered the truth about his lineage.
At nineteen, he had learned that he was his father’s son, and from that moment on, he had done everything in his power to earn his father’s love.
Yet, no matter how much he tried, the distance between them never seemed to close.
Then, just when he came of age, his father introduced him to the ultimate key to securing his place—Angel.
She was more than just a woman; she was a stepping stone to everything he had been fighting for.
Three years ago, his father had brought her into his life, and ever since, he had been trying to win her over.
They had started a relationship, but soon, Tryson realized that his responsibilities outweighed his desires.