You Looked Down on Me Once, Now You Look Up. novel Chapter 475

“Uncle Oliver, Taylor had nothing to do with this. I went with her because I wanted to,” Roger called out from the dining room doorway. “And Taylor didn’t even know I had a fever.”

Sara’s lips pressed together, her eyes instantly welling up. She glanced at Oliver and muttered under her breath, “He won’t believe me anyway.”

“He’s never even a fraction as patient with me as he is with Roger,” she whispered, her voice small and wounded.

That quiet complaint made Oliver’s head throb. His eyes, dark with anger, locked on Sara’s tearful face. His voice came out rough, carrying all his frustration. “If you’d just stop messing around and actually act your age, maybe I’d still be able to trust you.”

“You don’t admit when you’re wrong. You lie. You put on an act, thinking I can’t see right through it. But I know exactly what you’re up to.”

“And the two of you…” Oliver’s glare shifted to Roger and Colton. “You eat my food, drink my coffee, live under my roof. I plan your futures, teach you about business, try to give you every opportunity, but you barely learn anything. All you do is play around. I got you internships at Pacific Capital and you don’t even care. You waste every advantage. At Golden Bay, I take the heat from your parents and grandparents. At Riverdale, I provide for everything, and whenever you screw up, I have to bail you out. Even when you’re sick, I’m the one looking after you.”

His voice kept getting louder, every word hitting harder than the last.

The tension in the dining room was so thick it was hard to breathe.

Oliver’s eyes were blazing, barely holding back his fury.

Suddenly, he slammed his palm down on the table.

The empty coffee cup bounced, then crashed to the floor and broke into pieces.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t find out what you did last night? Hanging around with that Zhao kid? He was using drugs right in front of you and you still went along with it? What’s next? Planning to join him?”

Colton’s heart pounded. He didn’t dare say a word.

They hadn’t known Zhao was using until they got close enough to see it for themselves. But it didn’t matter now—Uncle Oliver clearly knew everything that had happened last night. That was the only reason he was this angry.

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