If he had known the outcome, he would rather die than utter those words.
He said he didn't want to be poor anymore, didn't want to be the son of a barmaid, didn't want his mother to be taken advantage of by filthy men every day, so he decided to go back to Europe with those people.
He was certain that following them would allow him to stand at the top of high society and no longer be humiliated.
Indeed, later, he succeeded.
Mention the name Asher Land and others would show him respect.
However, only he knew how much he lost to gain these superficial things.
...
The drizzle turned into a downpour, and eventually, an umbrella was no match for the attack of the rain, soaking much of his clothes.
"President Land, the rain is getting heavier, do you think we should head back?" Robert Williams braved the rain and approached, speaking to Asher Land.
