Chapter 2 The Vengeful Rebirth


    Amaia practically dropped a bomb on Horace. Her words echoed in his ears several times in a split


    second. Sadness instantly reced his rxed mood.


    Their rtionship had been stable since they started dating. He loved her with all his heart, and he


    thought she did too. He couldn''t understand why she wanted to break up with him out of the blue.


    ''Did I do anything wrong? Why did she want to break up with me? Was it because of money?''


    Several assumptions stalled in Horace''s mind, but he waved them off. A part of him felt that she was


    just pulling his legs.


    He quickly took a taxi and went straight to the apartmentplex where Amaia lived.


    In front of the gate, he met with a shocker. Two young people were standing there—Amaia was with a


    strange man.


    The man was dressed in expensive designer clothes and shoes. He also had a pricey watch on his


    wrist. Everything he had on probably cost nothing less than one hundred thousand dors.


    Amaia saw Horace standing there with his mouth agape. With a disgusted expression, she asked, "I


    thought I made it clear that we are done. What are you doing here?"


    Ignoring her questions, Horace looked at the strange man and asked, "Who is this man?"


    "Oh, let me introduce you to Addy Moran, the son of the CEO of Cloud Logistics Company. His annual


    sry is one million dors. He also has many expensive properties. A poor loser like you is nothing


    Disdain was written all over Amaia''s face. She held Addy tightly, pressed her breasts against his chest,


    and gave him a French kiss.


    Horace''s mouth and eyes widened more. An immeasurable pain surged from his heart and traveled to


    the rest of his body.


    He had dated Amaia for a whole year. They had never been intimate or shared a brief kiss before. But


    here she was tongue kissing another man!


    ''Oh my God! Has Amaia been cheating on me since? Did she keep me in the dark and pretend to love


    me? How did our strong rtionship be so broken overnight?''


    The kisssted for a long time. When they were done, Addy looked at Horace from head to toe and


    sneered, "I used to wonder what kind of man Amaia''s ex-boyfriend was. I thought he was a


    sophisticated man. But it turns out you are a poverty-stricken loser. You don''t deserve her at all!"


    "Fuck off! Don''t poke your nose into our rtionship. It''s none of your business. Leave my girlfriend


    alone!" Horace shouted with his eyes icy cold.


    "You..."


    Addy was short of words for a while. He was highly respected by many because of his high social


    status. No one had ever shouted at him in this manner.


    When he got over the shock, he burst into a peal of mockingughter. With a condescending smirk, he


    said, "Money is not a problem for me. Now that Amaia is dating me, she can buy whatever she wants.


    It doesn''t matter if it''s thetest Chanel bag or iPhone. I can get it with just a snap of my fingers. On the


    other hand, you are a poor man from the trenches. What can you do for her? Humph!"


    Immeasurable fury zed in Horace''s eyes at this moment. Addy''s words reminded him of the insults


    and ridicule he received from his former high school ssmates. Their mockingughter and harsh


    words rang out in his ears. It was driving him crazy.


    "Get the hell out of here!"


    Horace kicked Addy to the ground.


    Today had marked a turning point in his life. He had assets worth billions of dors to his name.


    It was about time he stood up for himself. All those insults he previously tolerated would no longer be


    overlooked.


    Addy quickly got up with embarrassment. His face was red and his eyebrows were furrowed.


    Pointing at Horace, he warned, "Bastard, you have crossed the line. You''d better kneel and apologize


    to me this very second. Otherwise, you will not live till tomorrow!"


    Amaia was also livid. She pointed at Horace andmanded angrily, "Kneel and apologize to Addy


    now. If you refuse, you and your mother will be in big trouble!"


    Without flinching, Horace took out the couple photo of him and Amaia from his wallet. He then took out


    a lighter from his pocket.


    Shaking his head with disappointment, he stared at the picture and then exhaled deeply. It seemed like


    he vented all the grievances he had suffered in the past at this moment.


    Horace lit the lighter.


    Afterward, he put it under the picture.


    The fire engulfed the picture in the blink of an eye.


    At the same time, Horace felt as if an invisible chain had broken. An inexplicable feeling reced the


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    hurt he had in his heart. He had never felt so rxed before.


    He would no longer endure any form of humiliation from anyone.


    Addy had been confused when he saw the fire. He shouted, "Are you crazy? Why did you burn that


    picture in my presence?"


    A deliberate