Chapter 72: New Name

A cold detachment settled over him like a second skin.

It was happening again.

No matter what he said, no matter how much he denied it, the result would be the same. They had already decided he was guilty.

"Maybe it's time we stop giving him chances," his aunt said sharply.

"He's a lost cause. A thief is a thief. Let's not pretend otherwise. Kick him out."

His uncle nodded, his jaw set.

"I agree. I won't tolerate a criminal in my house."

Adam's chest tightened, but he refused to let them see his pain. He was used to this.

Used to being discarded.

His father suddenly stood up, his face a storm of rage.

"You ungrateful brat!" Before Adam could react, a fist slammed into his cheek, sending him sprawling to the floor.

A metallic taste filled his mouth. Blood.

"I didn't steal anything," Adam whispered, his voice barely audible.

Another blow. Then another. Each one was followed by the same accusation.