Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

you can't do such a heartless thing. Callum is your brother." She tried to sound as gentle as she could.

"Callum has done everything he could to look after you over so many years, you know. Do you think it's

right for you to turn your back on him at such a time?"

"Me turning my back on him? Are you kidding me?" Arthur burst out laughing unashamedly. "Mrs.

Winthrop, I call you 'Mom' out of respect, but could you have forgotten the favoritism you've shown over

the years?" He would never forget how Margot and Theodore had Callum join the Winthrop Group as

an intern and named the man the future heir to the company while forbidding him to join the company

just because he wasn't related to them by blood. They even told me falsely that they had done all of

this for my own good, that I couldn't survive at the company with my temperament, that Callum was

more qualified to be the heir to the company with his steady character and would help us as much as

possible. How ironic, he thought. "Since you can't treat us equally, I'll do whatever I can to steal it."

"Arthur!" Margot placed her hands on his arm. She wanted to talk him out of this, only for him to shake

her off mercilessly. He said, "Don't touch me! I'm telling you, I'm gonna acquire the Winthrop Group

today no matter what!"

Margot looked like a sorry sight upon being thrown to the floor.

"Arthur, what are you doing?" questioned an angry voice from behind.

Arthur looked back indifferently and saw Callum and Elspeth at a glance. They were both coming this

way, and neither of them looked very pleased. He shrugged and sat down on the couch nonchalantly,

saying, "What am I doing? I'm not doing anything."

Elspeth stepped aside and helped Margot up; only after whispering to Margot and making sure that she

was all right did she feel relieved. "Arthur, she's your mother and has raised you for over 20 years! Not

even a pet dog deserves such treatment, no?" she questioned in a confrontational tone, losing control

of her emotions.

"Stay out of this, Elspeth. You know nothing about the story behind this," Arthur replied nonchalantly

before turning to fix his gaze upon Callum. "Callum, surely you know my purpose in being here today?"

Callum uttered, "Yes, I do, of course."

"I've thought about it. I accept your terms, but there's a condition." Arthur raised his eyebrows. "You

have to promise me that you'll stay out of the business circle from today onward."

Callum had studied finance and business management at university, not to mention he had always

been trained to be heir to the Winthrop Group since he was little. Therefore, forbidding him to do

business and be part of the business circle right now would simply be equivalent to chopping his hands

off. Arthur deliberately proposed such a tough condition just to bring Callum to heel—or rather to

embarrass him.

Just as he had expected, Callum's face darkened visibly at once. "Arthur, don't you go too far!"

"Callum, I've accepted your many conditions, no? You asked for 15 billion, so I've brought the money

here to you. That's not a small amount, you know."

Elspeth let out a chuckle. We've been waiting for you to say this, she thought.

Callum's expression softened a little, though he continued to resist. "Still, that's an exacting condition to

me."

Arthur retorted, "Exacting, huh? Callum, don't forget that I was totally banned from joining the Winthrop

Group back then. Dad has put his heart and soul into preparing you for the job, but it's such a shame

that you're so useless that you can't even keep the company." He looked up proudly, feeling incredibly

pleased with the sight of Callum looking like a wretched prisoner. Still, he had a bit of regret. If only Dad

were here. That way, he'd witness with his own eyes how Callum has sunk so low as to be forced to

give the Winthrop Group up to someone else. On the contrary, his third son, whom he had never

thought highly of at first, founded the Bluestone Corp and ends up inheriting his legacy. Every dog has

its day, eh?

"Arthur, have you prepared the money?"

Arthur frowned at the sight of the man's worthless appearance. "I seriously wonder how you managed

the Winthrop Group. I've never seen you being so hungry for money before. Tsk, tsk. Perhaps I was

wrong about you. I thought you were such an unfathomable rival…" Well, he's just a profit-seeking

businessman, after all. "Don't worry, I'll give you every cent of the money. But you have to sign the

paper first." He pushed the contract before him toward Callum with a triumphant smile.

Callum picked up the contract and leafed through it with a smirk curving his lips. "What a good brother

you are. These unfair clauses are written so well."

Arthur replied, "Would I dare to hide them from you? That's why they're written explicitly, no?" He had

wanted to show some restraint; at least he wouldn't have let Callum see through these clauses so

easily. On second thoughts, however, the Winthrop Group was already on its last legs. Even if he had

these clauses written explicitly, they wouldn't have any impact on the situation, and Callum wouldn't

dare to argue with him either. That was why he had these clauses laid out openly.

"Arthur, aren't you afraid of getting what you deserve for all the bad things you've done?"

Arthur raised his eyebrows with a noncommittal smile. "Why would I be afraid of that? And besides,

aren't you the one who's supposed to worry about your situation right now?