Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2748

"That year, snow was falling heavily at the Divine Alchemists."

The group had returned to Medicine God's Covenant.

Brielle's eyes were red and swollen as she stared at Eric.

She said in a steady voice, "My mentor arranged my marriage, marrying me to Julius. At that time, I felt like my world was crumbling, but I had no power to resist."

Eric's face darkened as he hissed coldly, "You can talk until you're blue in the face, but there's no way I'm your son. My dad is Jerome Thornton, and he's standing right here."

Brielle mumbled painfully, "My precious son, I…"

Eric exploded, "You're crazy! I've had enough of you! If you want to tell your stories, then do it by yourself. I'm not listening anymore. I'm out."

He waved his hand dismissively and moved to leave.

Jerome barked, "Eric, sit down. Let's hear what Madam Baxter has to say."

Eric shouted angrily, "I already told you that there's no way I'm her son. Dad, you raised me… Do you really think it's possible?"

Jerome seemed to recall the past as he gave a bitter smile and said, "Madam Baxter, to be honest with you, I found Eric in the wilderness up north. At the time, he was shivering from the cold and barely clinging to life. My wife happened to be pregnant then, and she couldn't stand seeing such a pitiful scene, so she had someone bring Eric into the car."

He continued, "Many years later, I was hunted down by my enemies. My wife and my son were both killed. After that, I never remarried and devoted myself to raising Eric alone. As far as I know, the Divine Alchemists are in the far west, which is very far from the north."

Everyone fell somewhat silent.

Jerome, who had always been overly indulgent with Eric, could only offer Brielle an apologetic look. "Madam Baxter, please don't take it personally. It's my fault that he's acting this way… I wasn't there for him enough when he was growing up."

Brielle shook her head repeatedly and said, "How could I possibly blame him? He's my son, the son I've been searching for my entire life."

Eric roared, "I'm warning you, stop calling me your son, or I won't be polite with you!"

Andrew frowned and said, "That's enough, Eric. Either go outside by yourself and cool down, or sit here quietly and let Madam Baxter finish what she has to say. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to discipline you."