Chapter 1489: 1489. A person with no empathy at all
His gaze turned sharp. "So what if Leanne Richards isn’t valued by my dad? She holds the title of Mrs. Hall, and that is enough. She’s protected by law. And you? Even if you get everything from my dad, half of that ’everything’ still belongs to Leanne."
"Those people outside, no matter how they call you Mrs. Hall and praise you to the skies, they’re only doing it to please my dad. They have something to gain from him, so they’re sucking up to you. Do you really think they wouldn’t privately laugh at you as someone who will forever be a mistress who can’t be legitimized?"
Mia Brown was completely silenced by Leo Hall’s aggressive remarks, unable to refute even a single word.
Her hands trembled as she pointed at Leo Hall’s face, which was full of sarcasm, her complexion livid.
"If my dad truly loved you, then why is it that for presidential feasts, or banquets at prestigious families like the Jones Family, he brings Leanne instead of you? Because bringing you, the mistress, would make him lose face. Do you get it?"
"No, it’s not like that..."
Mia shook her head, refusing to admit it, even though she faintly understood that her son was speaking the truth.
Yet, if she were to truly face this reality, then all these years—clinging desperately to the title of mistress for love she never received, for a piece of the Hall Clan she couldn’t touch—what would the meaning of her existence even be?
"Mom, it’s not that you don’t understand; you’re just unwilling to admit it."
Leo Hall kept aiming his words straight at her heart, stabbing her until she was bleeding inside.
"My dad wants to take the Hall Clan from Harry Hall and hand it to me—not because he loves me, or loves you—it’s simply because he knows that if the Hall Clan ends up in Harry Hall’s hands, then he would completely lose control over it."
Leo Hall’s lips curled into a cold, mocking smile. "By giving it to his clueless son like me, he can still manipulate it at will."
What a pity...
A glint of chilling amusement flickered in Leo Hall’s eyes.
"Stop talking!"
Mia suddenly erupted in hysteria, her bloodshot eyes glaring at Leo Hall.
Her inner thoughts abruptly plunged into confusion, followed by uncontrollable panic.
Leo Hall didn’t seem worried about Mia’s meltdown—perhaps he just didn’t care about the entire situation at all.
It was as if he was someone entirely devoid of empathy.
Leo Hall gave Mia one silent look, then turned and walked out of the small cabin.
The small stone cabin they were borrowing was rudimentary. With autumn already here, the nights spent inside were cold.
Leo Hall himself didn’t mind, nor did he bother asking his mother if she was cold.
Mia watched Leo Hall’s retreating figure as he left. Her heart grew increasingly colder.
She couldn’t remember when exactly it started—when this son of hers began to feel less and less familiar.
Or perhaps, this was the real Leo Hall. The obedient, sweet-talking, bright-and-sunny boy she had known before was nothing more than a facade crafted by Leo Hall.
Even though Leo Hall had thrown at her nearly unbearable truths that left her reevaluating everything, she still resolved to go back and see William Hall, to figure out what the situation truly was now.
"Elly."
Just after her class ended, Elly Campbell was intercepted by Leo Hall at the school gate. His expression was somber as he looked at Elly, lips pursed, his eyes slightly reddened.
Elly froze for a moment and asked, "What’s wrong with you?"
"I’m leaving here with my mom."
Leo Hall looked at her and said quietly.
Elly Campbell: "..."