Being Abandoned by My Biological Family, I Turn RichChapter 1
On the first day I was brought home by my real parents, the fake young master hanged himself. He didn't die, but he was seriously injured and hospitalized the next day after being coaxed by his parents.
The first thing he said when he woke up was, “My brother, can't I just leave? Please, don't hit me anymore. I'm scared!”
Then I was kicked out. But I was shocked they didn't even bother to find out the truth or maybe didn't care about the truth anymore.
In order to make their fake son happy, they even sent my adoptive parents away overnight. They left me homeless. I then said in my heart, “Then, don't blame me for not being martial after this.”
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“Alfred, it wasn't your brother's fault that you were taken away by mistake. You can't vent your anger on him, understand?”
My biological mother, Ariana Waverly's expression looked gentle at this moment. Unfortunately, her tone sounded threatening to my ears.
On the other hand, my biological father, Ferdinand Kenneth, who was standing at the villa's entrance, also said to me sternly, “I will give you a privileged life, Alfred. But you have to know that I can also make you lose everything. So, please be sensible!”
I really wanted to ask them why they brought me back if I was so unwelcome like this. Unfortunately, I was too lazy to ask. For me, it was better to think of new framework ideas inside my mind to improve my program instead of thinking about such nonsense like them.
I replied perfunctorily, “Yeah, I got it.”
Then, the door of the villa opened. I saw a chair at the entrance with a man standing on it. He then kicked the chair and hung himself directly from the rope.
I was shocked by what was before my eyes. Then I said in my heart, “What the hell? He tried to hang himself in a situation like this?”
“Richard!”
Our mother, who was also my biological mother, immediately rushed to Richard with a panicked face. Meanwhile, my father was also faster than my mother. He immediately hugged Richard's legs and tried to save him.
However, both parents fell together. Even my father, Ferdinand, fell to the floor first. Unfortunately, the chair that Richard was standing on shifted and overturned. It made him strangled by the rope and his tongue almost fell out.
I looked at them all in confusion. “What kind of unique welcoming ceremony is this?” I asked myself.