Earlier, he had climbed onto his father, playing with his eyelashes.
By accident, he pressed down on Daniel's lower abdomen.
Even in his unconscious state, Daniel frowned in pain.
A faint stain of blood spread under his white shirt.
That's when Kane realized his scumbag father wasn't just sick—his wound was inflamed.
His small action had only made it worse.
Feeling guilty, he tried to fix what he had done.
He put glue on the lashes he had plucked and tried to stick them back.
Before he could finish, Chantelle and Philip rushed in, ruining his plan.
He had no choice but to give up.
Upstairs. Bedroom.
Kane crawled under the covers when his phone buzzed with a notification.
"Golden Child has received 1,000,000 dollars!"
His jaw dropped when he saw the amount in his account. He was excited.
"Mom, why did you give me so much money? Did you raise my allowance?!"
