Even though I also knew that this was a trick played by the fake son, Richard Kenneth. Our father, however, had already climbed up and hurriedly rescued his son.
Ferdinand shouted, “Richard, are you alright?”
His face was full of worry at this time. It was obvious that he was very attached to this fake son.
Richard cried and said, “Dad, it's better to let me die. I'm the one who stole my brother's happy life. I deserve to die!”
My mother yelled angrily at me, “It's all your fault, Alfred! Why didn't you save your brother?”
Ferdinand looked at me, “Alfred, tell me, did you want to see your brother die? You're so cold-blooded. Do you still want to be considered a member of the Kenneth Family?”
I just kept quiet. I didn't want to respond to what my biological father said.
“Your Kenneth Family is so rich, Alfred. Have you ever thought twice before acting like that?”
I laughed after hearing my father’s words. In my heart, I replied, “Can you just vent your anger on me right now without beating around the bush like this?”
Our father was stunned for a moment. He then glared at me fiercely and said, “Wait until my son is well, I will deal with you, Alfred.”
On the other hand, my mom still kept staring at me intently. She then yelled at me, “Come in and kneel in the living room for me!”
I looked at the sky for a while. Too bad it was already dark. The villa was too remote for me, otherwise I would have just left. Unfortunately, for now, I had no choice but to spend the night here first.
I walked into the villa. Of course, I didn’t kneel at this time. I was sitting on the sofa. Then I saw that several nannies in the villa were busy.
A few minutes later, my parents, Ferdinand and Ariana came down. There was also a cool woman that followed them. That woman, as if she was born without feelings. She was good-looking, but she looked like she didn't have an ounce of emotion.
If I was not mistaken, my adoptive mother had previously told me that Kenneth's family had an adopted daughter named Carissa Kenneth. I caught a glimpse of her. It made me realize that I had another sibling besides Richard. Carissa was the youngest.
My mother scolded me, “I told you to kneel down, right? Why are you sitting there, Alfred?”
My father said sternly, “You just came back, Alfred. But you dare to disobey your mother? You are an unfilial thing!”