Chapter 280 The Unwanted Child
"That’s not what I meant, senior. I just want to ensure you’re not misled by Logan," Lucas clarified quickly.
"Misled? How so?" Hera raised an eyebrow, prompting Lucas to continue his explanation.
"Exactly what I said senior, I am just worried for you. Logan has this condition where he lives in a constant state of deception, unable to distinguish reality from fiction," Lucas explained earnestly.
"Oh, really? Could you tell me more?" Hera’s expression shifted from curiosity to concern, her eyes bright with interest, yet tinged with a hint of hurt at not knowing this about Logan.
Lucas didn’t miss a beat, immediately comforting Hera. "Senior, you don’t have to feel hurt. No one would have expected this, especially if you didn’t grow up with him and know his history," Lucas said with understanding, wearing a sad smile. "To be honest, Senior, Logan wasn’t always like this. He used to be just like any other kid—jolly and happy. But then, his father’s gambling addiction led to a tragedy." Lucas sighed heavily.
"His father was best friends with my father, and our mothers were also close, so we’ve been like siblings since birth. When Logan and I were 10 years old, his father borrowed my father’s life savings to pay off their debts. My father gave it without complaint. But after taking the money, Logan’s parents disappeared, leaving Logan on our doorstep," Lucas explained, his eyes reddened with emotion.
"What?! So you’re saying that Logan has been living with you since he was 10?!" Hera gasped, both hands covering her mouth in surprise.
Lucas gave Hera a wry smile as he nodded before continuing. "But it was because of that incident that Logan changed from being bubbly to withdrawn and started living in his own world. He would talk about having a friend, but we soon realized it was an imaginary one. We thought it would end there, but over time, it only escalated."
Lucas let out a soft sob, his voice trembling as he continued to narrate the story. "Then he started creating lies. At first, they were small things that could be overlooked, but then he began stealing others’ achievements, including mine. He always did it to gain my parents’ approval and to undermine me. If my friends and some other teachers hadn’t spoken up for me, he would have succeeded in taking what was rightfully mine."