Chapter 1262


    Luke recovered to his usual indifference and withdrew his hand.


    "Since you''re awake, go to eat something. Threats are of no use to me." He said coldly, "No one


    can beat me by threatening me.’


    Brad gritted his teeth with anger. "I hate you!"


    Luke raised his brows lightly. "I don''t seem to want you to like me. For me, being liked : s a very


    annoying thing."


    Brad''s face flushed with anger.


    Luke continued, "Go to the dining room.’


    "No!"


    Brad was very determined. "I would rather starve to death than eat something." "It seems that you


    have been more determined since you came here." Luke said lightly.


    Luke was very satisfied with such a change.


    Looking at the infusion bottle, he continued to speak. "Now, you have two choices. First, go to eat.


    Second, continue o n hunger strike and then you will be sent to Athana by me."


    In an instant, Brad became emotional. "I won’t go to Athana!"


    Luke snorted coldly. "Do you think you have another choice? Tell me your answer."


    Brad stared at him fiercely like a provoked little lion.


    However, Luke didn''t care and said, "You have a minute to think about it."N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    It was quiet in the room.


    Brad looked tentatively at Luke, as he wanted to know if Luke was frightening him.


    But Luke just stared at his wristwatch.


    After a while, Luke said. "Three, two-"


    "I''ll eat something!"


    Before Luke finished counting, Brad hurriedly shouted.


    He didn''t want to go to Athana at all!


    Luke asked a servant to prepare noodles.


    He remembered that when Brady called Eileen yesterday, she said that Brad liked t o eat noodles.


    Ten minutester, a bowl of noodles was brought into the room.


    Under surveince, Brad ate them up.


    Luke was very satisfied with his performance.


    It was easier to raise a child than he had thought.


    Turning around, he was about to leave.


    But Brad’s voice came from behind. "Dad, I want to talk to you."


    Luke stopped and looked back. "What do you want to talk to me?"


    "I want to live with my mom."


    "Impossible."


    Luke was ruthless and refused tly.


    "Mom said that I could live a good life with you. But I don’t want to live a good life, nor d o I want


    your money. I only want my mom." Brad raised his head, with imploring eyes.


    Luke narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who taught you to say these words?”


    Brad shook his head. "No one taught me. I saw yourpany on TV. It''s very big and magnificent!"


    "If you are obedient, it will be yours in the future."


    Luke tempted him.


    But Brad shook his head. "That''s Dad''spany, not mine. When I grow up, I will have my own


    company, which will be bigger and more majestic!"


    Hearing this, Luke softened his expression a bit.


    ''He is my son. He is as ambitious as me. Great!''


    "It''s good to have ambition but don’t think about leaving, because it will never be possible."


    Luke uttered each word in an extremely cold voice.


    Brad felt hopeless, with his eyes bing less and less bright.


    "From now on, recognize the reality and don''t think about living with your mom again."


    Luke narrowed his eyes, gave Brad this warning and turned around to leave.


    Brad cried for a long time and didn''t fall asleep untilte at night.


    Early in the morning.


    Luke went downstairs and was slightly surprised when he saw Brad sitting at the dining table.