Clayton’s hand was extremely tight. His eyes blurred as he quietly spoke.

“It’s okay, Nicole. I’m okay…”

Clayton grew up in infamy as an illegitimate son. Even in the Sloan family, Clayton was just a higher-ranking illegitimate son.

No one pitied him because they thought that this was the punishment he deserved as an illegitimate child.

Clayton came into this world and hated the world – his vain mother, his irresponsible father, and his powerless self.

He envied his cheerful peers, who were