Regretful Tears Won't Bring Her Back novel Chapter 92

"Are you sure this won't get found out? I mean, it's cheating on the college entrance exam," Zack said. No matter what, he was still a teacher and acutely aware of the consequences.

Sky shrugged nonchalantly. "Dad, you've been teaching long enough to know that some people get away with bending the rules. Those with money and power don't want things like this going public."

That was true. Though Zack felt uneasy, the large sum of money that Sky mentioned while draping an arm around his neck blinded him.

As long as the payoff was substantial, sacrificing Xavier didn't seem like a big deal.

The two of them were plotting openly in the living room, unaware of the need for discretion.

By then, it was midnight. Xavier, who had just returned from his part-time job at a nightclub in the city center, overheard them.

The two probably assumed Xavier wouldn't be back tonight, so they didn't bother to lower their voices.

Xavier was still in his work uniform, with lipstick marks on his white shirt. He leaned quietly by the door and listened to how Zack and Sky were scheming against him.

He had never understood why, though he and Sky were both Zack's sons, they were treated so differently.

Since childhood, Zack had always overlooked him.

In fact, even when he was young, Zack had nudged him down a path of distractions.

When he got accepted to a prestigious middle school, Zack called him a nerd who could only bury his head in studies.

When he won a gold medal in a coding competition, Zack accused him of using cheap tricks.

When he won a chess championship, Zack said he was boring.

No matter what he did, any strength he showed always seemed like a flaw in Zack's eyes.

In high school, when the family ran into financial issues, Zack repeatedly reminded him how much it cost to raise him.

Xavier didn't want to rely on Zack, but as a minor, where could he find work?

Who would hire him?

Xavier had been working here all along and occasionally spent the night in the staff lounge at the club.

Tonight, however, it was late. Zack and Sky guessed that Xavier wouldn't be back, which was why they dared to bring up their schemes in the living room.

Xavier leaned against the wall. His body was tense and stiff.

He took out a cigarette and sniffed it but didn't light it. He wasn't a smoker, but he had to play the part. This time, though, he was genuinely irritated and needed a release.

After a moment's hesitation, he opened the door.

Just as Zack and Sky were discussing something crucial, the sound of the door startled them. Both looked up at Xavier. Guilt was written on their faces.

With a forced smile, they greeted him. Xavier merely pinched the bridge of his nose and ignored them.

Looking pale and queasy, he steadied himself against the wall and hurried back to his room.