Just then, a couple's voices rang out behind him. Damian's face instantly paled. "Damian, Mr. Magnus is here today. Come with us to meet him!"
The wealthy couple dragged Damian away, but his entire body trembled. His eyes met mine, silently pleading for help. I sighed and stepped in to block their way. "Uncle, Auntie, it's been years since I last saw my little brother. Can we talk for a bit longer?"
The wealthy couple didn't dare offend me. After all, I was the son of the richest man and had always been well-loved by him and my sister. "Of course, of course."
The man smiled and agreed, but his wife quickly pinched Damian hard. "Hurry up! If you mess things up, you'll be sorry!"
Damian grimaced in pain but nodded obediently. As they walked away, he let out a sigh of relief. His legs seemed to tremble slightly and I couldn't help but find it amusing. "What's wrong? Your parents don't treat you well, huh?"
My expression must have triggered something in him because he suddenly lunged at me, trying to grab my collar. "I don't believe you! I don't believe you! You must be lying! The only reason you don't wear expensive clothes is that you're hiding injuries, right?"
I quickly understood after watching his hysterical reaction. It seemed he was experiencing the same torment I had endured in my past life. In my previous life, after the wealthy couple brought me home, they subjected me to a twisted form of "education."
I was only allowed to sleep four hours a day. The rest of my time was spent studying chess, painting, advanced mathematics, piano and horseback riding. Years of sleep deprivation took a toll on me. One time, I fell off a horse and almost ended up paralyzed. The couple kept track of every penny they spent on me, including my medical expenses.
When I turned eighteen, they forced me to repay them with interest. That was when my life started spiraling into an inescapable abyss. They trained me to be charming and obedient, using me as a tool to entertain wealthy women and powerful men. All those glamorous opportunities? They were brought with my body, my blood and my tears.