Chapter 1390

Pearl gently rubbed her sore neck, which had turned a bright red, and coughed. "Luther, I know it's hard for you to accept who you really are." Luther looked up, a smirk playing on his lips. "What do you think you know about me? You know nothing. Ever since I was five, when my mom died, I've been on my own. Agnes felt so guilty for not being able to save her that she gave me a lot of money. But she also warned me to never go back to Enswood. "Even though I had several hundred thousand dollars in savings, I was just a kid. When my mother's relatives found out, they wanted to take me in, but I knew they were just after my money. "I ended up living with my uncle instead. But do you have any idea what my life was like with him? He was a drunk who often lost his temper. He never wanted to hit his own son, so he took out his anger on me instead." Luther gave a hollow laugh and rolled up his sleeve, revealing a long, ugly scar. "This one came from a time he attacked me with a butcher's