Chapter 929

Bai Heming had hit a wall everywhere—at the Schroeder family, the Li family, the Park family, and even his own home. Lately, no one had been more down on their luck than Bai Heming. Yet, to this day, he still couldn’t figure out why misfortune seemed to follow him like a shadow. Had he somehow offended some unseen force? Self-reflection was never his strong suit. He never once considered the countless despicable deeds he had committed. But this, in essence, was the very definition of karma—what goes around comes around. His misdeeds were too numerous to count. He treated women as playthings, preying on them to satisfy his own twisted desires for power and control. His cruelty knew no bounds—abuse, harm, coercion, even assault. The list of his sins was endless, and the suffering he had caused far outweighed the misfortunes he now faced. Still, he remained oblivious to the fact that his own wickedness had brought this upon him. All he saw was a streak of bad luck—something he believed co