The Perfect Comeback of the Fortune's Favorite, the Fake Heir of the Elite Family novel Chapter 18

Cold sweat drenched my body, and I gritted my teeth to stay conscious.

"Peter, I don't need your cooperation. I can just cripple you, turn you into a useless invalid, and you'll still be under my control."

He pulled out the dagger, bringing with it more blood. The pain was excruciating.

I forced a smile.

"Charles Hamilton, believe it or not, doing this will only dissipate all the fortune."

Charles Hamilton became even more delirious, raising the bloody knife and laughing maniacally.

"No, as long as the Fortune's Favorite is by my side, I'll be lucky."

"Peter, have you forgotten? As Peter Hamilton, you called me Dad for eighteen years. That's why the Hamilton family's business thrived."

I interrupted his delusions.

"But your real son has returned."

Charles Hamilton laughed even louder.

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