Chapter 474

Elijah Knight was genuinely kneeling before Mr. and Mrs. Lane—no acting, no hesitation. Even though from an outsider’s perspective, it might’ve seemed degrading, to him, this was the least he could do. Because compared to what he did to the Lane family ten years ago, this really wasn’t a big deal. “Dad!” But Jordan Lane, standing at the side, burst into tears. He was crying for his dad, genuinely heartbroken. Emma Lane looked conflicted, hesitating as she tugged at her sleeve. She wanted Elijah to stand up, but worried that might upset her father even more. Mrs. Lane shot her husband a sharp glare that practically screamed: “Now the kid’s crying, our daughter’s caught in the middle, even Vivian and Alexander don’t know what to say—happy now?” Mr. Lane: “…” What was all this? Why did it suddenly feel like he was the villain here? “Bro, maybe next time just kneel in private? Bring a durian or something,” Vivian Grant nudged a pebble with her foot and looked up at the sky, casually breaki