Chapter 420


    In the beginning, he merely made a few minor mistakes, like being jealous of his brother, making his


    brother cry, breaking things in the house, deliberately making trouble, or tearing up Max''s long-


    cherished drawings. These were just minor matters that he could tolerate.


    Later, however, it developed into stealing things, scolding people, and even scolding him behind his


    back, cursing his own father to die early.


    When he heard about his eldest son''s misdeeds from his wife, he was extremely disappointed with him.


    At first, due to his eldest son''s intelligence and talent, he liked him very much, but gradually, he grew


    disappointed with his eldest son and transferred his adoration to his younger son.


    One day, when he came back from thepany, his wife suddenly told him that his eldest son had run


    away from home, and the family searched everywhere but couldn''t find him.


    Although he was disappointed with his eldest son, he was still his own son no matter what. Max was


    anxious and intended to call the police but was stopped by his wife.


    His wife then said that the child was so naughty that he must have found a ce to hide when he ran


    away from home, and his purpose was to make his parents surrender to him.


    His wife also suggested teaching him a lesson this time and forcing him to return home on his own.


    They shouldn''t go out looking for him, or the child would only be more rebelliouster and wouldn''t


    even listen to them.


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    He could tolerate his children having minor problems, but he couldn''t tolerate his children stealing


    things and cursing him to death.


    Once persuaded by his wife, he gave up the idea of reporting to the police.


    After waiting for a few days, his eldest son still didn''te back, so he could no longer tolerate it and


    went to the police eventually.


    Unfortunately, it was toote. The police searched for a long time, but they could not find the child.


    His father had many grandchildren. Although he used to like his eldest son, who was very smart and


    talented, gradually, his eldest son showed many bad habits, so his father grew to dislike his eldest son.


    After hearing that his eldest son disappeared, Victor also sent his men to search for him, but their


    efforts were all in vain, so the matter was gradually put on hold.


    Time could make people forget the past. After a long time, everyone forgot about that child since the


    Cavendishes weren''t short of children anyway.


    In tha baginning, ha maraly mada a faw minor mistakas, lika baing jaalous of his brothar, making his


    brothar cry, braaking things in tha housa, dalibarataly making trou, or taaring up Max''s long-


    charishad drawings. Thasa wara just minor mattars that ha could trata.


    Latar, howavar, it davalopad into staaling things, scolding pao, and avan scolding him bahind his


    back, cursing his own fathar to dia aarly.


    Whan ha haard about his aldast son''s misdaads from his wifa, ha was axtramaly disappointad with him.


    At first, dua to his aldast son''s intalliganca and tnt, ha likad him vary much, but gradually, ha graw


    disappointad with his aldast son and transfarrad his adoration to his youngar son.


    Ona day, whan ha cama back from thapany, his wifa suddanly told him that his aldast son had run


    away from homa, and tha family saarchad avarywhara but couldn''t find him.


    Although ha was disappointad with his aldast son, ha was still his own son no mattar what. Max was


    anxious and intandad to call tha polica but was stoppad by his wifa.


    His wifa than said that tha child was so naughty that ha must hava found a ca to hida whan ha ran


    away from homa, and his purposa was to maka his parants surrandar to him.


    His wifa also suggastad taaching him asson this tima and forcing him to raturn homa on his own.


    Thay shouldn''t go out looking for him, or tha child would only ba mora raballioustar and wouldn''t


    avan listan to tham.


    Ha could trata his childran having minor proms, but ha couldn''t trata his childran staaling


    things and cursing him to daath.


    Onca parsuadad by his wifa, ha gava up tha idaa of raporting to tha polica.


    Aftar waiting for a faw days, his aldast son still didn''ta back, so ha could no longar trata it and


    want to tha polica avantually.


    Unfortunataly, it was toota. Tha polica saarchad for a long tima, but thay could not find tha child.


    His fathar had many grandchildran. Although ha usad to lika his aldast son, who was vary smart and


    tntad, gradually, his aldast son showad many bad habits, so his fathar graw to dislika his aldast son.


    Aftar haaring that his aldast son disappaarad, Victor also sant his man to saarch for him, but thair


    afforts wara all in vain, so tha mattar was gradually put on hold.


    Tima could maka pao forgat tha past. Aftar a long tima, avaryona forgot about that child sinca tha


    Cavandishas waran''t short of childran anyway.


    His younger brother had three sons, and although he had only one son left after losing one, his


    younger son was obedient and filial, and he was a hundred times kinder than the elder son who stole


    things and cursed him to death.


    Sometimes, it was better not to raise a child who hated his own father. It was not that he didn''t want to


    find his child, but he did everything he could but still couldn''t find him. Eventually, he epted the fact


    and no longer forced himself to search for him.


    Heforted himself in that way and gradually forgot about the child.


    Looking at Martin, the image of his eldest son appeared in his mind.


    The more he saw him, the more alike he looked!


    Despite that, his eldest son used to be skinny and fair back then. Even though he had sharp features,


    he wasn''t as handsome as the young man standing before him.


    This young man was so beautiful that he almost looked like a girl. He had clear skin and perfect brows.


    He was obviously a young man, but as he sat quietly, looking like a blooming flower; delicate, beautiful,


    and full of youth.


    Max''s heart beat fast as he stammered while looking at Martin, "A-Are you Nn?"


    His eldest son was given the name, Nn Cavendish.


    Martin stared at him nkly, answering, "I used to go by that name, but ever since the day I ran away


    from home, I no longer go by that name. I am now called Martin Taylor. In this life, I will only go by this


    name!"


    After hearing what he said, Karina was a little anxious. She parted her lips to say something, but Aidan


    stopped her and shook his head at her. He knew what his wife wanted to say.


    Martin was from the Whitfield Family, so he should be given his own name. How could he keep the


    name, Martin Taylor?


    His wife wanted to tell the child that his surname should be Whitfield, and they would give him a new


    name ording to the family rulester on.


    Nheless, he had an intuition… that his youngest son wouldn''t ept it.


    When his youngest son''s life was hanging by a thread, at the most painful and desperate time of his


    life, it was Madeline who saved him, not his biological parents.


    Therefore, Madeline was far more important than the two of them to Martin.


    Now that they had just found him, it wasn''t time to be discussing his name.


    The most important thing now was to seek justice for his youngest son. He was going to make those


    who harmed him pay the price they deserved andpensate his ill-fated son in the years toe. He


    wanted him to live the rest of his life happily.


    If what the Whitfield Family said was true, then it was no longer a trivial matter. It was likely that the


    Whitfield Family and the Cavendish Family would turn against each other.


    The Cavendishes were originally affiliated with the Whitfield Family, but if the two families turned


    against each other, the Cavendish Family''s future would be worrisome.


    Thinking of that, Victor was extremely anxious as he scolded Katrina, "Tell me what''s going on!"


    "I don''t know…" Katrina shook her head with an aggrieved expression and looked at Karina. "Karina,


    after I gave birth to my child, I fainted due to exhaustion. When I woke up, my mother told me that I had


    given birth to a son… That''s why I thought I gave birth to a son. I was not aware of everything you''ve


    just said."


    Karina gritted her teeth angrily, eager to tear her apart. "You have no idea? Then why would you


    nder and abuse your son whom you suffered to deliver and who would inherit the assets of the


    Cavendish for you? You treated him like that because you knew he wasn''t your son!"


    The more she scolded, the more her heart hurt. She couldn''t care about anything else now.


    Dashing toward Katrina, she pped her in the face multiple times.


    Thinking of the hardships her son had endured, she lost her mind. Grabbing Katrina''s cor, she shook


    it desperately. "It doesn''t matter if you stole my child, but why did you have to abuse him? If he wasn''t


    lucky, he would have died long ago. How dare you treat the son I suffered to give birth to so cruelly to


    the point of almost killing him? Katrina, I''m telling you. You will regret your actions! I will definitely


    punish you for what you''ve done to my son back then. Just wait."


    She shoved Katrina down on the couch with all her might, but it wasn''t enough to vent her anger.


    Grabbing a teacup on the coffee table, she smashed it at Katrina''s body.


    The tea and tea leaves were all sshed on Katrina. Feeling humiliated, anxious, and scared, she


    shuddered and questioned, "We''re cousins, Karina! You should speak with a conscience. Which


    mother would be willing to trade their child with someone else''s child? You have no proof to nder


    me. A-Are you trying to me me for what I have not done?!"