“Sammy, what's eating you up, man? You look like you've lost your last friend,” Danny tugged at his younger brother’s sleeve, concern etched across his face.
Sammy snapped his laptop shut and stared at his overly optimistic brother, biting his lip, unsure how to proceed.
There were just too many uncertainties.
He pursed his pale lips, his gaze heavy, turning briefly to their mom, “I’m worried about Dad… and Florence.”
“Huh?” Danny’s expression darkened, “Why on earth are you lumping Dad and that witch Florence together?”
He couldn’t fathom it, his brain doing somersaults before he pointed an accusing finger at his brother, “Sammy! Are you trying to break Mom and Dad apart by pushing Dad towards Florence? God, that’s low, even for you. Don’t even think about it!”
Sammy just looked at his brother, a look of exasperation crossing his face.
This was why he couldn’t share secrets with Danny.
All Danny thought about was reuniting their parents.
If he knew there was another sibling on the way, Danny and Dad would probably have the same idea: use the baby to tie Mom down!
But Sammy didn’t want Mom to be tied down by anyone anymore. She deserved better after all these years of turmoil.
Sammy had a soft heart; he wanted to give Mom a choice.
If Florence could safely have the baby, he was determined to secretly take the child into his care, finding someone to raise it until the time was right to tell Mom. Whether she accepted the child or not, he would respect her decision.
He just couldn’t bear the thought of losing that innocent life.
But with Florence's recent actions, he couldn’t make this decision alone.
“Do you think we can still trust Dad? Danny, be honest,” Sammy suddenly asked.
Danny was taken aback, puzzled by his brother's question. It was a bit too deep for him, but he gradually grasped what Sammy was getting at. Gripping his brother's hand, he nodded earnestly, “Haven’t you noticed Dad’s change? He’s been all over Mom, trying to win over Grandpa, but his apologies seem genuine. Sammy, I’ve never seen Dad this humble before.
If he’s willing to swallow his pride just for Mom,
I think, whether or not they get back together, he’ll always put Mom first, just like he’s doing now.”
Sammy squinted, watching Dad’s tall figure disappear into the distance.
Even if they didn’t get back together, would Dad still put Mom first?
Clutching his laptop tightly, Sammy made up his mind.
It was time to tell Dad everything…
He was still young; perhaps only Dad could handle Florence.
-
Bryce stepped out of Emperor City’s Fortu-Nova Bank under the cover of night.
He had mortgaged a significant portion of the Lutz Group's assets, managing to secure a loan of two hundred billion after much effort.
A sense of unease lingered in his heart.
Settling into his car, he crossed his long legs, a frown on his face, suddenly asking his subordinate, “What’s the latest on Ludwik?”
“Mr. Lutz, just like you instructed, we’ve been keeping an eye on him.
He’s been at the hospital all day, bending over backward for Whitney, attending to Hudson’s check-up. Didn’t even show up at the Lippert family business, busy sucking up to his former father-in-law. I’d say Ludwik can’t stir up any trouble for you now.”
Bryce relaxed, a smirk playing on his lips.
He scoffed, “Do you think he doesn’t want to support Whitney against me?
But what does he have to stop me with? That crumbling Lippert family business?
Ludwik’s lost his edge, completely distracted by his beauty, not even caring for his empire anymore.”
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