Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
Most of his acquaintances even thought that Neon was his bastard son due to the way he treated him and their distinct appearances. He let them think whatever they wanted as far as it didn’t make the front page of the media.
His only problem was that Neon had no girlfriend, unlike his son, Allen,?who inherited his playboy lifestyle – if only Allen knew that would pose a problem for him in the future.
Everything was going well until this very moment after the boy’s statement which caused an awkward silence to fall over everyone at the dining except Allen and the triplets.
They have been doing and living well together, why bring up the topic of not being a member of the family? Even the triplets didn’t know he wasn’t their real brother. Even if they somehow did, they were not showing it – they loved Neon equally.
“I’m sorry,” Neon apologized after he realized what he said. It seems the comment slipped out of his mouth.
Allen put down his utensil, “So now you’ve said it, how do you feel?” he asked, brows raised at him.
“Allen,” Reina cautioned him, knowing nothing positive could come out of that sharp mouth of his. He was intentionally trying to stir up trouble.
“No,” Allen chuckled derisively, “Let’s be sincere here, what was he trying to achieve by reminding us all that he’s not a member of this family? Pity?”
A chair squeaked as it was pushed back, “I think I’m going to rain check on supper today,” Neon stood up.
“Neon!” Ailee called after him but the boy ignored her and hightailed it out of there.
Ailee turned to her brother with anger and spat, “Asshole!” before she went after Neon.
She knew where Neon would be, there was always one place he would go after an episode like this and that was where she found him.
The rooftop.
Neon stood still, staring out at the starry sky and the magnificent city view while the night breeze tousled his hair. Ailee went ahead to hug him from behind, saying, “You know, your habits never change,”
He didn’t say anything, just sighed.
“You should know Allen by now. Never take Allen’s words to heart, he’s a sadist who’s just searching for a source of entertainment from his boring mundane life,” She comforted him.
“If you are going to comfort me, then you have to do it properly,” Neon said, then pulled her to his front where he embraced her tightly.
None of them said a word, both just took comfort in each other’s embrace. But then, Ailee spoke up after a while, “Come on, Neon, let’s go down, you have to eat,”
“Fine, I’m good now,” He said, then glanced down at her with a smile, “After all, someone just rejuvenated me with a special hug,”
Ailee wrinkled her nose and pushed him away playfully, “Stop teasing me and come and eat,”
“Sure, mom,” He teased her further.
Ailee rolled her eyes and then took his hand and started to pull him along when his phone beeped with his message.
Neon brought out his phone from his pocket to check his notification only for his brows to furrow at the message he received.
{How are you doing, son?}
“Hey, what is it?” Ailee asked, noticing the change in his countenance.
“It’s nothing,” he said, putting his phone back into the pocket of his pants.
Neon smiled at Ailee but inwardly, he felt a sense of dread and didn’t like it one bit.
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The third point of view:
Anika returned home, whistling. She was excited and in anticipation, hence the happiness on her face couldn’t be hidden. She met the prince and was happy for all the wrong reasons; it was time for their revenge to commence.
“You’re back, Anika,” Said her mother or, rather, her mother in acting.
“Yes, ma’am, I’m back,” She answered, the smile never leaving her lips.
On other days, she would have shown more filial piety to this woman but they weren’t in public view and she had to meet mother – her chosen mother.
Anika turned to?her, “Is she here?”
“Yes, she’s waiting for you in the living room,” Her mother in acting replied and she at once hurried into the living room to see her.
The silhouette of the strawberry blonde woman in the living room made her heart skip in excitement. Anika suddenly became nervous and had to make sure her appearance was okay before she made her presence known.
“Mother,” She called her.
Fiona at once turned around with a smile, “Anika, my dear,” She then outstretched her hand, saying, “Come give your mother a hug,”
At once, Anika’s expression broadened and she went into the woman’s arms, savoring the moment as she knew it might take her a while before she saw her again. Fiona wouldn’t be here all the time to avoid suspicion or being captured by their useless king.
Truthfully, not even Fiona nor her other woman was her real mother. Her real mother had died after her father was executed for committing treason against the crown. Her real mother, unable to take the shame and loss, committed suicide, leaving behind an eight-year-old kid who had no clue how to survive in this cruel world.
However, Fate was kind to her and Fiona found her and chose her to be her daughter. But then fate was not kind to her Mom, Fiona, because the woman found out that she was born with ovaries that can not produce eggs. Hence, she was unable to give birth even after trying diverse treatment patterns. So she settled for adoption and that was her.
Anika knew she was very lucky to have been adopted by Fiona, their leader. There were so many orphaned kids fighting for their cause that wished to be in her shoes, after all, she – Anika – was chosen to bring down the royal family.
The royal family was a bunch of hypocrites, good pretenders who did nothing but ruin the lives of citizens they swore to protect and they would be judged and persecuted for their sins by karma brought upon them by the?Revolution.
Yes, The Revolution was the name of their movement, a group of people opting for a change in leadership. Their leader Fiona had opened their eyes to the cruelty of the royal family and they would surely bring them down.
The Revolution was made up of brothers and sisters who had lost their parents to the execution; wives and mothers who lost their husbands to the rebellion; relatives who lost their family members to the execution ordered by the royal family. And now, all have come together for a common goal, to destroy the royal family.