Irresistible Revenge: A Romance

Chapter 1558

Chapter 1558

Chapter 1558:

Resolute, Nikolas turned on his heel and strode away.

Hamilton's rage boiled over, his face turning the color of brick. “You cback here! Take another step and I'll

break your legs myself!”

Unmoved, Nikolas called back, “Then I'll crawl if I have to.”

Hamilton teetered on the edge of losing his composure. He swung around to face Damon, who had stood quietly

off to the side, and jabbed a finger toward Nikolas as he walked away. “Look at that. Nikolas has completely lost

his senses because of Daniela. People ought to remember what it means to be grateful. Without me, you'd still

be aimless boys with nothing to your names. Every decision I've made, every plan I've put in place, has always

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been for your sake. Do not end up like Nikolas—so incorrigibly stupid!”

Waving the butler over, Hamilton yelled, “Let Nikolas ruin himself if he wants. We're going inside.”

He strode toward the villa, expecting the others to follow. But after several paces, he glanced back to find he was

alone.

Turning, he stared in disbelief at Damon, who hadn't moved an inch. “Well? Why are you just standing there?

Cinside.”

Damon stood still, his eyes fixed on the ground, shoulders tense and low.

Hamilton called out, “Damon?”

Damon slowly lifted his head, his eyes locking with Hamilton's in a wordless exchange.

Hamilton's face tightened. The look in his eyes darkened.

When Hamilton spoke again, his voice dropped, every syllable thick with weight. “Damon, | told you to come

here.”

Damon didn’t answer.

At that moment, Hamilton felt as though the world had spiraled into madness. “What's this? You're just throwing

your life away now? Is that the plan? You're going back to seek death too? You've never been the type who

handles pain well. You know what those assassins are capable of. They'll kill you if you go back. Just chome

with me. I'll let the past go. | mean it.”

Hamilton didn’t raise his voice again. Instead, it softened with each word. Nikolas had already turned his back on

him. Hamilton wasn’t sure he could handle losing another son the sway.

There was a long pause. Then Damon pressed his lips together, steadying himself. His voice cout firm. “I'm

sorry. | can’t walk away from someone who means that much to me.”

Damon turned and ran off without another word.

Hamilton stood still for a long time, unmoving as rain pelted down from above and drummed on the ground

around him.

Damon's figure faded farther with each step, but his conviction never wavered. Out of all his children, Hamilton

had always favored Damon—he was the bold one, the wild one, the kind who acted like nothing could ever touch

him. Arrogance seemed stitched into his bones.

In Damon, Hamilton saw echoes of his younger self. Maybe that was why he’d always leaned toward him.

But now, even his most beloved child was leaving him.

Why?