As Doreen watched the carâs taillights fade, tears welled up in her eyes, and she began to weep at her doorstep.
At Doreenâs cries, her parents hurried out, their expressions changing dramatically as they spotted Doreen weeping miserably.
They promptly contacted Roscoeâs father, expressing their displeasure about Roscoeâs conduct.
Roscoeâs father was understanding, assuring Doreenâs parents that he would address the matter.
When Roscoe returned home, it was nearing 11 p.
m.
The lights were on, illuminating the villa.
Sitting in the living room was Roscoeâs father, exuding a stern aura from his chair.
âDisobedient child, kneel!â he bellowed.
Roscoe, seemingly not catching his fatherâs words, remained standing, his posture rigid.
Infuriated, Roscoeâs father commanded the butler to fetch a stick over, wanting to have Roscoe yield.
The butler complied.
This stick was unique, inflicting sharp pain without leaving visible marks.
Roscoeâs father wielded the stick, striking Roscoe until the latter collapsed.
Throughout the ordeal, Roscoe remained silent, enduring the pain with gritted teeth.
Even as blood trickled from his mouth, indicating his severe injuries, he bore the pain stoically.
Roscoeâs father, torn between anger and concern, lamented, âRoscoe, donât resent me.
I aim for your dignity to rise.
Do you wish to be labeled a bastard forever?â
Roscoe, blood staining his lips, responded with difficulty, âI wonât depend on marriage for my status.
I made that clear when I came back.
I refuse to be part of such an alliance.
â
âYou!â Roscoeâs father, overcome with frustration, pointed at Roscoe, speechless with anger.
Roscoe, his face pale and drenched in sweat, managed to rise, standing tall once again.
As he stood, his presence seemed to overshadow his father, his demeanor turning commanding and formidable.
âRemember your promise.
Once I secure the position, youâll allow me the freedom to choose my path.
â
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Roscoeâs father watched Roscoe leave the room, Roscoeâs walk unsteady yet determined.
Frustrated, he tapped his cane.
Roscoe was indomitable!
Raegan was jolted awake by Elinâs urgent call.
Elin sounded distraught and panicked over the phone.
âRaegan, something awful has happened.
Nicole just called me, saying sheâs killed someone!â
Raegan bolted upright.
âWhat did you say!â
Between sobs, Elin managed to relay the story to Raegan.
Elin had intended to ask Nicole a question, only to have Nicole answer the phone in a shaken voice, confessing she had killed someone!
Afterward, Nicoleâs phone went dead.
Elin wept.
ââRaegan, what are we going to do?â