"Put in more effort while begging, maybe you might get a rich fella to leech on by god's grace." Mrs. Monile joked and everyone laughed, individually mocking him as Erison stopped in his steps, holding his pain as he walked off.Erison walked by foot, trekking out of the Villa as he had no car till reached the mortuary, where his son Smith was buried.No matter the insults the Monile family fired at him, he was still determined to save them from the Duke's evil plan to crumble them."Son, I'm here again." Erison said as he placed some flowers over his son's grave."Your father now has a voice in his head, a systematic power but he has no money to protect the Monile family from crumbling, and his granny has been hospitalised yet he hasn't paid her any visits all these while." Erison said as his eyes began to water in return."I feel like I am failing again in this second chance I have gotten to protect those I love and be happy again... I have nothing, I am penniless and I don't have a
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