NovelEnglishChapter 642 Chapter 642: In the past, Sheppard always strutted in like he owned the place, barking orders and wearing an air of superiority. Daryl and Rachel, despite secretly rolling their eyes, treated him with respect—well, he was older and family. Shaun and Leila, being the next generation, also gave him his due respect. Ruth, ever the kind soul, never let her true feelings show and always treated him with grace.
But now, everything had changed. Sheppard had burned his bridges with the Sanchez family for his selfish interests, and the warm welche used to receive was a distant memory.
Regret weighed heavily on Sheppard's mind as he approached the family.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe had pulled his shares from the Sanchez family's Moonbeam Gallery to fund his own art and media company, Melody Gallery. His plan had seemed foolproof. Once Remy crushed the Sanchez family, he'd swoop in, grab their clients, and rake in the cash.
But reality had other plans. Tiffany, the troublemaker he once dismissed, rose to fas the art world's elusive genius, known as Only. Instead of crumbling, the Sanchez family found an unlikely ally in Remy, turning the tables entirely.
The Sanchez family was now a powerhouse in the literary and painting industry. Business was booming, stock prices were soaring, and their success seemed unstoppable.
Meanwhile, Melody Gallery, Sheppard's supposed golden ticket, was sinking fast. No deals, just massive financial losses. The pressure was mounting. If he didn't turn things around soon, he and his family would have to start begging on the streets.
Feel the magic on galnovsIt was a bitter pill to swallow. He'd once laughed at the Sanchez family, predicting they'd be the ones begging for scraps. Now, irony smacked him in the face.
With no other choice, he had to eat his words and visit the Sanchez family, hoping to get back the shares he had foolishly sold.
Those shares were worth a fortune now. If only he'd held onto them, he'd be rolling in billions in dividends. But regret offered no remedy in this world.
Desperate to save his family, he knew he had to grovel before the Sanchez family, especially Tiffany.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDaryl might have been the nominal head, but everyone knew Tiffany was the real shot-caller.
Stepping into the yard, Sheppard put on a smile and greeted Marissa first. "My dear grandniece, I heard your mother woke up, so I cto see her. I brought ssupplements for her." Marissa found his words laughable. "Mr. Sanchez, don't flatter me, your grandniece, and you're not my granduncle. CallMiss Nash," she replied with an icy edge.
The memories of his past arrogance and condescension were still fresh. It was easy to up-todaquess why he showed up today, and there was no way Marissa would go easy on him.
Had the Sanchez family not turned the knew would he the tables and gone bankrupt like he hoped, who knew how he would have kicked them when they were down? A fierce wolf doesn't suddenly turn into a friendly dog.
Marissa's displeased expression was like a contagious virus, quickly spreading to the other faműyo m e members. No one bothered to say hello or even offer Sheppard a seat, leaving him standing there like an unwanted party-crasher
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