Chapter 357. Reckoning with Regrets

The corners of Casare’s lips slowly curled as he looked at Amon kneeling before the headstone with a regretful expression on his face.

“Amon, I just said your life is a complete failure because of your mouth, but you still don’t accept that, so do you accept it now?”

Why did Amon not know Grace was his daughter until now if it wasn’t for his tongue-in-cheek and self-righteousness?

Amon, the heir to the Yardley pack, had always presented himself with an attitude of beneficence towards all creatures, as if he were above all others, as if the whole world belonged to him.

At that time, when Casare was locked up in a small cell, he was thinking: “Why am I, the eldest son of the Yardley pack, being locked up forever without seeing the sun, while Amon is shining brightly, just because my mother was a prostitute?”

Casare couldn’t figure it out when he was a pup, and he still couldn’t figure it out now.

He felt that everything was wrong because of the birt