The clouds were moving quickly in the fierce wind. Standing on the balcony, Aaron looked at the sky without any expression on his face.
Remembering his past, twenty years ago.
“Mommy, I don’t want to learn game theory. I want to learn drawing.”
“Mommy, Stuart learned this so well. I can’t beat him.”
“Mommy, the heir of the L.N. Group, is Stuart. Why do I need to compete against him?”
“You are such a loser. Both you and your father are losers. You couldn’t even win the right of succession. Why don’t you go to die and go to hell? The one thing I regret the most was when I married your father. Then, I gave birth to you, a loser. If you can’t win this, you don’t deserve to be my son.”
Even now, he remembered her voice, sharp and fierce. Aaron grew up not being able to make choices for hi
