"Hehe, if you harm others, you'll ultimately harm yourself!"

"Hardin Moore, I told you from the beginning, you were born under a cursed star. Ever since you came back to the Moore family, my precious grandson Jule has been sick."

"Now the Moore household is in constant turmoil, and I'm ill every day, all because you bring bad luck!"

"The master said, Jule is a reincarnation of a lucky star, whereas you're just an unlucky creature! If you know what's best, you'd leave the Moore family on your own."

On the sickbed,

Hardin felt a pang of dizziness, looking at his grandmother who was blaming him.

He opened his mouth to speak, but his throat hurt...

Where was this place?

Why did it seem so familiar?

Weren't he expelled from the Moore family, diagnosed with terminal cancer, gave up treatment, and died in the hospital?

Why was he seeing a scene from two years ago?

Two years ago,

After finding his biological parents with the help of a reality show, he returned to the Moore family from the orphanage,

Before he could even have a warm meal, he was labeled a 'jinx' by his biased grandmother.

His parents, being entrepreneurs, had certain superstitions.

The three elder sisters clearly favored the deceitful imposter, unexpectedly displaying overt alienation towards him!

From birth, he was deliberately switched by Jule's mother, stealing away his identity as the son of wealthy parents, only to be abandoned at the doorstep of an orphanage during the harsh winter season.

Despite being the clear victim,

Who could have known? Recognition and return home was merely an act staged by the Moore family to appease public opinion. Not a single person actually cared for him.

Everyone treated him like a thorn in their eyes.

Eventually, due to Jule's manipulation and the sisters' bias, he was chased out of the Moore family.

As heavy snow fell in winter, he spent his last birthday in a hospital, waiting for death's arrival.

"Enough!"

Hardin pinched himself hard, it hurt...

He didn't die, he was reborn,

Returning to the first month after his homecoming.

Because his family wouldn’t provide him with a living allowance, he was forced to work to pay for his schooling, eventually fainting from exhaustion and fever at the restaurant where he was working.

Thankfully, the kind-hearted boss sent him to the hospital.

However, when his family arrived, all they had were reprimands!

An unprecedented cold indifference occupied Hardin's heart.

If it weren't for his rebirth, he would have been completely dead!

He wouldn't tolerate such laughable relatives anymore!

If he could, he would like them to experience what it feels like to be abandoned by everyone...

"I know, Jule is your golden boy. Let's sever the ties."

"I, Hardin, will no longer tolerate anyone."

"I will also stop holding out for so-called familial love in such a foolish way!"

Gwenth was taken aback, "Look at him, he even dares to talk back."

Father Jim immediately frowned. Being a somewhat foolishly filial person, he certainly wouldn't allow a son who lacked any feelings to contradict his mother.

"Hardin, do you know what you're saying?"

"You struggled hard to find your way back to the Moore family, isn't it for you to inherit your share?"

"Don't let your temper get the best of you."

Hardin heard this and found it laughable.

Family fortune?

He refused adoption in the orphanage so that one day he could see his parents.

Before he found his way back, he was utterly unaware of the Moore family's financial standing.

"Comparatively, I would rather spend the coming days in peace rather than having money."

Jim, unaware of Hardin's cancer, did not understand the meaning behind his words.

His mother, Kris, patted Jim's shoulder comfortingly, "This kid was brought up in an orphanage, and he is bound to have certain flaws in his character. Do not take his words to heart."

Kris did not know how to face Hardin.

For the past nineteen years, she had treated Jule as her own flesh and blood, pampering him. Jule was considerate, well-behaved, smart, and was her comfort since he was a child.

But now, a stranger appears out of nowhere, claiming to be her biological son.

She was unable to accept this all at once!

"Hardin, apologize to your grandmother, and this matter will be put behind us."

"Your school notified us about your unpaid tuition, we will take care of it."

"Don't pay it!" Jim, looking at Hardin's dying face, flew into a rage, "Where did all the money given to him go?!"

"He must've squandered it away with his bad company! He can't afford to pay his tuition, he needs to face the consequences!"

"Just because the Moore family is well off, doesn't mean we can afford to keep a useless loser like him!"

"And he's full of flaws, if only you had half the qualities of Jule, would we despise you this much?"

Hardin lowered his head.

With a faint cold smile hanging at the corners of his mouth.

"A week has already passed since the start of the school term, where is my tuition fee?"

"Have you ever given me a single cent? Don't flatter yourselves."

"It's laughable when you hear it."

Enraged, Jim immediately raised his hand, wanting to discipline this unfilial son.

Kris quickly held Jim back, "Don't hit him, he's ill, don't hit him!"

She also sensed something was amiss from Hardin's words.

As children of the Moore family, their living allowances were always ample.

As soon as Hardin returned, she gave Gwenth 100,000 dollars, hoping for Hardin to improve his living conditions.

But now, he is still in these tattered clothes,

This suggests that there might be something fishy going on.

"Mom, Hardin's 100,000..."

The instant Gwenth heard it, she avoided eye contact, "Ah? I forgot, who told him to be so disagreeable. Just laying my eyes on him irritates me, every time I talk to him I get heartaches, so I completely forgot about the money."

In reality, she had already gambled it away in pub.

Afraid that her daughter-in-law would ask her for the 100,000 dollars, Gwenth quickly played dumb, "Oh dear, I think my heart disease is acting up again, I need to check on it, you guys just go on discussing..."

"If he really brings bad luck to me, he should leave and stay away for a while, else he is going to bring disaster to Jule and me soon!"

Having said that, he hurriedly took off.

This time, Jim finally calmed down.

Remembering how he felt embarrassed today at his company, after receiving a phone call telling him that Hardin had collapsed from overworking at his part-time job.

Being born into a wealthy generation yet unable to make a name for himself.

If people knew that his son, Jim, was washing dishes outside until he fainted, those with ill intentions would smear his name. Would he even stand a chance in his upcoming bid?

Coming here, naturally, he didn't have any pleasant words for Hardin.

He, too, had been having a rough time recently, and began to doubt the superstition if Hardin was really bringing him bad luck.

"This matter was just a misunderstanding, your grandmother is old now, her memory isn't good."

"You're not particularly likable yourself either, reflect on your behavior."

Saying this, Jim, feeling somewhat guilty, transferred 20,000 to Hardin via mobile transfer, "Hurry up and pay your tuition, stop working part-time."

Kris looked at Hardin with a tad bit of sorrow, but facing his icy cold gaze that felt like it had been steeped in freezing water,

She couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine,

Caring words that were about to pour out from her mouth, couldn't leave her tongue,

She could only awkwardly remind him, "Hardin, take good care of yourself, I've already notified your sisters that they must come and visit you."

"If there's anything you'd like to eat, tell them, and let them bring it to you."

"Jule ran away from home while being sick, we still need to go find him."

Hardin sneered, "Run away from home while sick? I suggest you try looking for him in the internet cafe outside of the school."

"Maybe, he's currently having a great time playing video games."

Upon hearing this, the faces of both Jim and Kris changed, they didn't like the way Hardin was maligning their precious, studious son.