FIFTY EIGHT

Harvey sat alone in his room, the memories of his past with the Anderson family and the realization of his parent's death pressed heavily on his shoulders.

It burns his heart to even think that after killing his parent, Mr. Micheal Anderson had the guts to treat him badly. Wickedness was just in his blood. He knew that Mr. Anderson didn't remember his face. They had hidden after their mother’s death. If not he would have killed him without wasting any time.

His anger was poached, threatening to consume him. He clenched his fists, the rage boiling over. they had been through a lot. "They’ll pay for what they've done," he muttered to himself, his voice a low growl. "Every single one of them. Every single pain mom went through one by one, I will inflict on every one of you."

Just then, there was a soft knock at the door. It opened slowly, and Nadia peeked in, her eyes were filled with concern. She had been hearing the gunts coming from Harvey’s room. She knew he was pissed that was why s
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