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Chapter 1360

Chapter 1360

Darren crumpled the soda can in his hand, his momentary soft-heartedness completely extinguished.

All that remained was a bitter chill and burning rage.

For years he had poured his heart and soul into being the benevolent patriarch, and yet, in their eyes,

he was worth less than the almighty dollar and shares in the company.

His life, and the lives of his son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter, didn't seem to weigh as much as

those assets!

No wonder his father had gripped his hand tightly on his deathbed, urgently cautioning Darren never to

let his brothers into the family business.

Even then, his father had seen their true colors, knowing their insatiable greed would one day lead to

disaster.

“It's all my fault, I was too soft then, too trusting.” Darren rambled to Arabella, “When I first took over

the company, I was swamped, working all hours. They came begging me, time and again, wanting

internships and vowing they wouldn't take a penny, just wanted to ease my burden, saying they couldn't

bear to see me so overworked. I actually believed them!"

Looking back, he felt like a fool.

“Grandpa, you trusted them, and I think that's far more precious,’ Arabella said with a wisdom beyond

her years, “but they just didn’t value it"

Darren looked at his granddaughter, feeling a stinging sensation in his nose, “They've lived half their

lives and still aren't as clear-sighted as a child."

After a heavy silence, Darren added, “What was once a good home is falling apart. I wonder if my

father is turning in his grave, blaming me for letting the wolves in"

"There was never a perfect home, Grandpa,’ Arabella comforted, "You thought we were united and

loving, but that might have been true only in your eyes. To them, it wasn't about brotherly love or family

warmth, it was all about the benefits in your and Uncle Bard's hands."

Darren realized she had a point.

The happy family he thought he had was an illusion!

Sensing her grandfather's mood, Arabella couldn't help but say, "Don't be sad, Grandpa. You've done

everything a good man should. It's not on you that they failed as brothers. Should we just let thern keep

making mistakes without any consequences?"

She analyzed further, "An ordinary person's mistake might be a small lie, a minor misdeed, but their

mistakes are the kind that could cost lives. If you turn a blind eye, what you'll lose won't just be our

family, and they won't care. They'll trample over bodies, spending money with wild abandon while

evading justice."

Yes, she was right. If he turned a blind eye, it would be like gambling with his family's lives for a

semblance of brotherly affection. He couldn't, he wouldn't allow it.

"Bella, you're a good kid. Thanks for helping me see clearly."

If he had harbored any reluctance or regret before, it had now vanished.

“It's something you had to realize yourself, Grandpa. No one else's words would've sufficed,” Arabella

said, raising her soda.

Darren couldn't drink alcohol, so he popped open another soda and clinked cans with her.

He suddenly realized that this young girl possessed a remarkable character, her maturity and sense of

the world far surpassing those of her peers. She was indeed a promising talent.

Outside the operating room.

Eunice feigned overwhelming distress, "Bard, Dad's been in there so long. I'm really worried."

Before she could finish, she pretended to be overcome, her body saqging as if she would collapse.

“Eunice,” Bard rushed to catch her, "Don't worry, with Bella and the doctors in there, they'll surely pull

Dad back from the brink."