NovelEnglishIt was quiet on the other end.
The cold evening breeze of a foreign land brushed past Justin's dark and brooding eyes, his heart thumping heavily in his chest.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTo this day, he still bore a sliver of hope for his older brother, who had saved his life.
He witnessed the Iverson brothers turn against each other in a deadly fight for the family business and did not want the scruel thing to happen in the Salvador family.
"Justin, although I can barely take care of myself because of my health, my heart has always been with the Salvador family. I'm always thinking about Grandpa, Dad, you, and Carrie." Grant's tone was genuine and sincere. "Firstly, I didn't know you were the one pushing behind the scenes for that incident. I was merely thinking from the Salvador Corporation's perspective and simply wanted to protect our family's interests.
"Besides, even if I knew you were the one behind it, I probably still wouldn't change my choice because everything I did was for the Salvador Corporation. Justin, ahem... I hope you can understand me." Upon hearing it, Justin clenched his fists tightly, his emotions a complicated mix.
After dinner, Asher, Axel, and Declan, who made tout of his busy schedule, kept Wyatt company in his room.
"Where's Drew?" Wyatt started counting his sons as if taking attendance and did not miss the chance to tease him. "Why? He's not still holding a grudge againston Mr. Hoffman and Ms. Carrie's wedding, is he? He's not that petty and stubborn, right?" "Dad, Drew got here early and was helping Ryan decorate the venue." Axel rarely spoke up for his nemesis. "But he went out early today and didn't answer where he was going when I asked." "How about Ralph? Why is he not here too?" Wyatt frowned. "Is he scared to cbecause his crush is getting married? Is he that timid? That's not like my son." "Dad, you're underestimating Ralph. He has reconciled with Ryan and got over it, already moving on." Asher smiled faintly, “He's just swamped with work. He managed to take stoff and is already on the plane. He'll arrive tomorrow morning." "Okay. It's good that he's moved on. There are so many good women in the world." Wyatt nodded in relief. "If my sons are having trouble finding someone, all the men in the world would be single forever." Content belongs to en.swHe would not comment on other areas, but when it cto finding a girlfriend, Wyatt had absolute confidence.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter all, it cdown to his good genes.
"Dad, I heard from Aunt Mila that even Camilla was summoned by Bella from Sentania. She's already on the way." Declan poured a cup of tea, which was a local specialty, and handed it to Wyatt, with a bright smile. "In fact, besides the wedding, Camilla's m main purpose of coming was to see you and Aunt Mila." Content belongs to en.sw"Sigh... That child is thoughtful." Wyatt's heart warmed up, but he could not help worrying, "But the recent news states that the political situation in Sentania is very unstable. Edward has encountered many troubles since he took office, and he even had a car accident while on a foreign visit. Luckily, he's fine. Sigh, I was foolish back then to let Camilla marry so far away. I really regret it." Content belongs to en.sw"Dad, why did you regret it? Your daughter is the First Lady, and your son-in-law is Sentania's President. If it were me, I'd be smiling in my dreams!" Axel could not help but chin.
“That's because you've never been a father. You don't know what it feels like to worry about your daughter.” Wyatt glanced disdainfully at Axel, “Besides, what else do you know apart from eating? Your heart is made up of food!" Axel was speechless.
The men of the Thompson family rarely had a warm family reunion, so Arnold wisely chose not to intrude.
Although he had gotten approval from all of the family members, he still felt like an outsider during moments like this. He was sensible and self-aware.
Arnold changed his clothes in his room, put on the brown wool coat given to him by Asher, and walked down the stairs with light steps, hands in his pockets.
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