Chapter 1292
Chapter 1292
Skyler tried to reason with him, his voice tinged with the earnestness he'd picked up from Aurelia,
[You're biting off more than you can chew. It's not too late to turn back. There's no shame in throwing in
the towel.]
He genuinely hoped Geoffrey would see sense, that he wouldn't let his obsessions consume him. But
Geoffrey knew too well that Leopold wouldn't let him off the hook. If he lost, he faced either a death
sentence or life behind bars, and neither option appealed to him.
[Skyler, if I'm going down, you're coming with me. How about it? It'll be less lonely for me on the other
side if I've got you there. It's no fun taking the final bow solo.]
Skyler was speechless.
[Get lost,] Skyler shot back, [I'm living my life just fine. You're the one who messed up, not me. And for
the record, we're not even twins. You're just a con artist.]
Geoffrey's fists clenched, a blaze of fury igniting in his eyes.
They weren't twins, and all the suffering had fallen on him. Meanwhile, Skyler lived a carefree and
comfortable life. How was that fair? It was downright unjust.
[Do you think you'd have this cushy life if I hadn't taken the fall for you? If it weren't for me, you'd be the
one sitting in my shoes. Do you have any idea what it's like to endure relentless training, without a
minute to yourself?]
Skyler fell silent. Geoffrey's twisted soul, and his monstrous ways, were not the product of a warped
upbringing?
The real villain was Tanya, the one who'd shaped Geoffrey into a killing machine.
A child was born a blank slate unless they carry the demon gene, the XYY supermale. Those with the
supermale syndrome often struggle with low intellect, a volatile temper, and impulsive behavior. But
Geoffrey didn't fit that bill, his IQ was high, and his demeanor dark and icy.
[Geoffrey, I get it. You never felt loved growing up. Tanya messed up big time with you. But you're still
young. You can start over. Leopold's a decent guy, and we're all family. He'll go easy on you. I promise
he won't kill you or throw you in jail. Just stop this madness, okay? Can't you just live a good life from
now on?]
Geoffrey let out a scoff, his gaze growing shadowy as though shrouded by darkness.
Geoffrey's heart knew neither love nor affection. Content of Drаmąոovels.cоm
What was love? What was affection? He had never experienced them. His life was devoid of maternal
warmth, sibling bonds, or romance. His mind was consumed with vengeance and bloodshed.