I wasn''t pleased by the way Arnold questioned me.


    "At the very least, he''s righteous enough to report it. Such things cannot be tolerated," I asserted with a sense of justice.


    Arnold looked disdainful and said, "Nonsense! Don''t admire him blindly. What''s the matter with you? You''re the ssic example of a blind follower!"


    "You just praised me a moment ago, and now you''re making me feel worthless."


    I red at him in displeasure, but truth be told, I admired Arnold. He was fearless of anyone and spoke his mind freely.


    His words, particrly those directed at Melvern earlier, opened my eyes to a new perspective. He seemed to hold everyone in contempt.


    "Some things can''t be judged based on surface actions to determine good or bad. Sure, Atticus released his anger at that time, but have you seen the chain reaction since then? Did he really gain an advantage?" Arnold asked.


    I frowned, thinking. I believed that Atticus became involved with Liora as a result of this incident, ruining his life for over a decade.


    "Didn''t he suffer heavy losses for over ten years? He didn''t gain any advantage at all," Arnold bluntly said. "If you ask him now if he had the upper hand in this matter, how would he respond?


    "He didn''t gain any advantage. If it were today, I''m sure he wouldn''t make the same choices as back then. It was too hasty. Hepletely entangled himself, sacrificing four years of his youth, and even raising someone else''s child."


    "What do you mean by that?"This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    "The child under Atticus''s name isn''t his at all," Arnold confessed.


    "What?" I was even more shocked. This was beyond my expectations.


    "Is the child Melvern''s?"


    "How is that possible? Melvern is too cunning. If it were his child, how could the Thompson family have no chance of winning?" Arnold said. "Liora is just garbage. These years, she''s been unting herself under Atticus''s name, hasn''t she?


    I nodded nomittally. It was somewhat distressing.


    Atticus got himself into this situation by trying to be righteous. It was no surprise he didn''t dare to take the initiative. I thought the higher he rose, the more cautious he became and the less he dared to be careless.


    Arnold sighed. "For the past ten years, Atticus has been motivated by this incident. He built Echelon Group, flourishing in his career, but his love life was defeated. So, he could only bury himself in hard work." Watching Arnold lounging on the couch with an air of satisfaction, I had some doubts.


    "How do you know so much? Aren''t you always abroad? Howe you''re so knowledgeable? Aren''t you supposed to be diligently studying every day?" I teased Arnold.


    Arnold was about the same age as As. He was only a few months younger, not much younger than me. On the surface, he looked like a kid, probably because he was the youngest in the Beringer family and was spoiled like a little child.


    In reality, he had a very mature mindset.


    "These things just require some brains. I may brag, but I practically used only half of my brain in those sses I took overseas."


    He looked pretty pleased with himself, loungingzily on the couch, a face full of smugness.


    "That''s why these matters are kept so confidential. Not even Grandma Rose mentioned them to me," I said. "As probably knows, right? But when I asked him, he couldn''t exin it clearly. I need an exnation from him."


    "He might genuinely not know. During that period, he wasn''t often in Foswood. Besides, men, who cares about the details afterward?" Arnold defended As.


    "I know all this because we used to


    hang out with people from Foswood, the so-called Foswood Gang. We always gossiped about past events, especially since we had people around us who experienced it firsthand. You can''t keep secrets like these."