Years had passed, but those words still echoed in his mind. When he was older, he had tried to talk to her about it. Despite the pain she had caused him, she was still his mother, and a part of him had hoped to mend their relationship. But what had she said?
That he had been a child, and all children get scolded. That he was petty for holding onto it for so long, that it was unmanly.
After that, Finnian knew there was no point in trying to communicate with her. Looking back, he realized that despite having two parents, he had never truly been cared for by either of them. From the day he was born, his mother had handed him over to nannies. He had received no love from his father or mother, only from his grandparents. Before he met Amara, his grandparents were the most important people in his world. As for his parents, their years of distance and abuse had slowly reduced them to mere symbols in his life.
He looked up at Emma. “Reputation is something you earn for yourself, Mother. If you feel you’ve lost face, that’s not my fault. I am not responsible for your actions.”
“What nonsense is this?” Emma was livid. “I’m telling you, you will marry Liliana, and you will have a child immediately after! You’re thirty years old without an heir. Who do you expect to inherit the Everly Group? Have you ever thought about that?”
“I’m not the only person in this family,” Finnian said, his eyes cold as stone. “If I don’t have children, someone else will. The company will not lack an heir.” He repeated, his voice dangerously low, “I will not get married.”


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