Chapter 115

Smash

Smash

Smash

Each bottle exploded as Adam fired bullets in quick successions. He was doning a baseball cap, black sunglasses and dressed in a Tshirt and shorts. To anybody, he was a regular man. Nothing to unique about him perhaps except his striking eyes that were of different colours. His father always saw his heterochromia as a defect. That thought alone further angered him and he kept pumping bullets at an already shattered bottle.

"Chill, bro"

Something had snapped in him this afternoon after their meeting with the Chairman. The funking bastard. He knew his uncle wasn't the problem but he blamed him too. He adored him amd did try to talk good about him in front of his father but he only made matters worse not when his father is always hell bent on talking him down. And he blamed Aiden too. Why did he have to be the perfect son. If only he didn't wake up from his coma. The bastard, coming to ruin the smooth going for him. Before Aiden woke, he was the golden boy, poised to ta
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