Too Late, Mr. Cooper: Your Bride Ran with Your Baby novel Chapter 382

"The one who secretly told the servants to mistreat me behind Mrs. Grayson's back was that bastard father of mine. He had a guilty conscience and was terrified I'd grow up to take revenge, so he tried to have the servants torture me to death."

But Mr. Grayson didn't dare make it too obvious, fearing Mrs. Grayson would notice.

He could only order the servants to wear him down, day by day, leaving him in a state where he couldn't properly live but couldn't die either, just barely hanging on. That was the real torture.

It was the exact same method he’d used to wear down Elena until she died. After killing the mother, he tried to use the same trick to drive his own son to death.

Mr. Grayson never shed a drop of blood himself.

He was clever. He killed without leaving a trace and understood a profound truth beyond simply using others to do his dirty work—

To truly destroy someone, you must first break their spirit.

It was the most painful, most agonizing way to die.

Liam lowered his gaze, his body slouched lazily against the sofa, but his spine was ramrod straight. His fingers unconsciously clenched into a fist, the knuckles turning white from the pressure. He gave a cold laugh.

"But he probably never expected that his eldest son wouldn't inherit a single one of his despicable genes. A hypocrite managed to raise a true gentleman."

Abroad, Liam had only survived and grown up thanks to Matthew's constant support and protection.

Matthew had personally handled his school enrollment, terrified that his poor, half-brother's education would be neglected.

Liam's expression was listless, his eyes downcast. "The old man thought about stopping my brother, but his own guilt got the better of him."

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