Chapter 84
"Josh, don't overthink it." Gerald chuckled, giving my shoulder a reassuring pat. "I've always regarded you as my son, so please don't feel burdened."
Part of Gerald's words were heartfelt, while part reflected his self-interest. I didn't blame him; I understood his thinking. Yet, I was determined to remain independent and not allow anyone to lead me around.
"Thank you, Dad." I expressed my gratitude to Gerald, but deep down, I was acutely aware of my precarious situation. While he might consider me a biological son, if I refused to marry Racquelle and continued to stay by his side, it was only a matter of time before someone stirred up trouble, claiming I coveted the Smith family's wealth.
With enough whispers in his ear, even he would start to doubt my intentions.
It would be wiser to leave while I still could, rather than risk being treated with suspicion later on. At least I could depart with a good impression.
Seeing that I had said nothing more, Gerald smiled and entered the
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