No Wife, No Life Chapter 258

An independent island overseas.

This was a small island Alvina had carefully chosen, where the weather was agreeable all year round.

Nowadays, the humanoid robots she designed were becoming more and more advanced. Declan's brain activity was increasing, and it wouldn't be long before he woke up. However, her relationship with Harper remained strained.

She could understand the feelings of her children. If she had been abandoned since childhood, she might not recognize such parents either, and might even seek revenge.

Harper didn't seek revenge, but she treated Alvina like a stranger.

The relationship between Alvina and her daughter Harper more closely resembled that of strangers, which was truly lamentable.

To say Alvina wasn't disappointed would be a lie.

At this moment, she lay quietly on a beach chair, the white parasol above her gently swaying in the breeze.

She closed her eyes, letting the sunlight warm her face, but the sense of loss in her heart surged like the tide.

A gentle breeze brought a slight chill. Alvina pulled the thin blanket over her and continued to lie quietly.

The sun remained warm, the waves still gentle, but in this tranquility, she felt a faint sadness.

"Mrs. Robinson, Mr. Orion Robinson is back."

A bodyguard, who had been waiting nearby, softly broke the silence.

Alvina lazily opened her eyes but said nothing.

Just then, a tall, imposing figure blocked the sunlight in front of her.

She slightly raised her head.

Orion Robinson who stood before her possessed profound, luminous eyes reminiscent of celestial bodies, a prominent nose, and subtly upturned lips that held a delicate smile, conveying both austerity and allure simultaneously.

His features were exquisite, like a perfect statue. Orion was Alvina's adopted son. Though she called him her son, Alvina had never really cared for him. Her only contribution to his upbringing was money.

She had first seen Orion at an underground auction abroad.

Auctions frequently featured exceedingly rare artifacts for bidding, alongside certain illicit items being traded. Most disturbing of all, even children from orphanages were occasionally presented with explicit price tags for sale there.

Wealthy people who called children angels by day turned into devils by night.

It was at one of these auctions that Alvina encountered Orion.

He was too perfect, like a child favored by God.

Moreover, he was a mixed-race child. His father had escaped from their home country, and because of his extraordinary looks, he was sold on the dark web.

There was also a very beautiful woman on the dark web.

The high-ranking members of the dark web wanted them to mate, believing their child would be the most beautiful angel.

Under the influence of drugs and coercion, they were forced together. Their intimate moments were also filmed and sold at high prices.

Eventually, they did have the most beautiful mixed-race baby.

The dark web auctioned off the child for a huge profit.

Upon recognizing the potential financial gain, they compelled the unfortunate couple to bear offspring repeatedly with callous disregard for their wellbeing.

But after continuous childbirth, Orion's mother was no longer beautiful. Her body, constantly controlled by drugs, reached its limit, and she could no longer fetch a high price.

But she was still a tool for reproduction. Her genes were good, and as long as her children were beautiful, it was enough.

Realizing she would die if she stayed, she contacted Orion's father, and they secretly planned their escape for half a month.

They prepared thoroughly and finally succeeded in escaping.

However, when Orion was five, his parents were recaptured.

In their final moments, Orion's parents utilized their connections to secure his departure, yet they tragically perished in an unexpected conflagration.

He ended up in the slums.

At ten, Orion was with a group of delinquents. The leader gathered everyone to show them something interesting.

The leader played a disc.

The couple on the screen was stunningly beautiful.

The handsome man begged them not to film, but he was beaten to the ground, and chaos ensued. The man was forced to have sex with the beautiful woman finally.

The leader cursed and pointed at the woman on the screen, saying, "Her kids have violet eyes."

Hearing "violet," Orion's eyes snapped open, and he looked at the screen.

The leader continued, "Such a woman is just a toy for the rich. They say the men who made love to her were sadists. Upon her demise, her entire form was adorned with countless contusions, bearing testament to the brutality she had endured.

The leader finished his drink, a lecherous smile on his face. "She was just a toy. If it were me, I'd torture her in every way possible. Too bad they escaped and died in a fire, or they could've produced more toys."

Finally, Orion saw how his parents were treated like animals.

Every word spoken by the group pierced his soul like a dagger, slowly fueling a growing sense of hatred within him. His eyes reddened.

The couple on the screen, treated so cruelly, were his parents.

He had always known his parents were disfigured by an accident.

But despite that, they were always optimistic.

His father, with no education and disfigured, worked hard to give him the best education.

His mother's health had always been delicate, constraining her to the confines of their abode. Despite her infirmity, she diligently prepared nourishing repasts and, with gentle patience, imparted upon him the refined art of painting.

All those beautiful memories were now replaced by the tragic scenes on the screen, while the people around him mocked his parents.

He stood outside the screen, unable to save them.

Only now did he understand why his parents chose to die in a fire.

Living like that was worse than death.

He didn't hate them for abandoning him; he was just deeply saddened for them.

Before they died, his parents repeatedly told him not to seek revenge.

But why not?

He would seek revenge, destroy those discs, and those who hurt them, even if it meant dying with them.

He was consumed by the desire for revenge, forgetting he was just a child.

Unsurprisingly, he was caught.

Seeing his rare eyes, they knew whose child he was.

He was stripped and auctioned, watching himself being sold for an astronomical price.

He vowed to kill his buyer, even if it meant dying.

But the person who took him had an indescribably beautiful face. Her features were bright but cold.

She extended her hand to him and asked, "Do you want to destroy this place with me? Destroy those lunatics."

He was stunned.