REDEEMING THE OUTCAST SON OF A BILLIONAIRE
he had dismissed as unfortunate coincidences or his own bad luck began to align with unsettling clarity. Every downfall, every scanda
yond repair. Anita had insisted on leaving that evening for a "girls' night out," her sudden departure seeming harmless at the time. She had even consoled him afterwar
o, conveniently excusing herself moments before the outburst began. And the whispers among his friends, the betrayal of those closest to him, all these moments bore Anit
mmunition needed to destroy him from the inside out. Adrian felt a lump rise in his throat, not just from the betrayal, but from his own blindness. How could he have missed
rk, Benson's victorious grin. It wasn't just a mockery of his current state, it was their way of declaring their triumph. They h
tim of their games, he had also been a passive player, allowing himself to be manipulated. Adrian clenched his fist
artbreak, and exhaustion bore down on him, making every step feel heavier than the last. His face throbbed from the b
in the distance, and the air had grown cold. For the first time in his life, Adrian Williams had no roof over his head, no warm bed to r
ound, his back resting against the rough bark. The grass was damp, and the cool night breeze sent shive
back. The mansions, the parties, the privileges, all of it seemed like a distant dream now, a life that belonged to someone else entirely. He
faced that day. She had treated him like a human being when no one else would, and now her warmth felt like the only b
, on her way to work, clutched her jacket tightly against the morning chill. Her eyes caught sight of the figure lying under the tree, m
form. His clothes were disheveled, his face bruised, and a faint layer of dew clung to his skin. Grace felt a pang of sadness pierce her chest.
He didn't stir. She reached out, hesitating for
. His eyes darted around before settling on Grace's kind face. For a moment, he
aked, his voice
cern. "It's me. What are you doing out here? D
the last person he had thought about before exhaustion had claimed him the p
where els
confidence and privilege, was now reduced to sleeping under trees and enduring humiliation a
"I've caused enough trouble for eve
t a burden, Adrian. No one deserves to be left lik
water which he drunk and us
acket and phone number, "call me later in the