Chapter 147
In the eyes of parents, a disobedient child, no matter how old they were, was simply someone who hadn't experienced enough or hadn't faced the harsh realities of life.
Eliana was an incredibly controlling mother. She wouldn't allow her exceptionally talented son to disobey her or develop his own ideas.
"Heed my words—come back now. Stop getting tangled up with Shelmaine! The moment you get back, you're going to register your marriage with Natasha. If you refuse to listen—"
Before she could finish, Samuel replied calmly, "I'm definitely not planning to listen."
If he returned, it would be the same as before. What he despised most was precisely what Eliana wanted to control.
"I'm not a child anymore. I don't need everything to be arranged by you."
"You've enjoyed all the benefits of the Hasting's name, and now you don't plan to follow the family's arrangements? Do you think this is a game, Samuel? If you don't come back, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Samuel hung up. The Hast

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