An old man watching from the sidelines pulled at Walter's sleeve. "Listen, buddy, we're all here to have a good time. If you're not up for covering the loss, just be straight about it. Why put on a show?"Being decent is the way to go, you know."The crowd swelled.Walter was like the star attraction at the zoo, except he was not putting on a show—he had genuinely been robbed!Was he not the victim there? Walter felt like yelling at the top of his lungs, but that would not fix anything.The kid's parents were expecting him to sort that mess out.What then?Near the Lovers' Tree, Evangeline, trying to ignore the growing noise behind her, was about to leave when she spotted someone familiar.Walter?She shook her head. Walter should be at the office, not there at Aurora Mountain.She was seeing things, she thought.Hank, a little taller than Evangeline, had a clear view over the heads in the crowd and could see Walter's face distinctly.He had no clue why Walter was there. Ho
Evangeline faced the couple, her hand extending a crisp hundred-dollar bill toward the woman. "I'm really sorry about that. My friend over there didn't mean to ruin your kid's doll. Here, take this and get her something nice to play with."Evangeline had money to burn, but she was not the type to hand out cash without a good reason. She did it because the man's gentle patience with his wife struck a chord in her—a kind of tenderness she had never known.Even with her history with Walter, she never truly felt what it was like to have a husband's support.It was almost comical.However, the real irony hit her when she found herself envying the woman standing before her: her hair was a mess, her clothes were nothing special, and her face showed signs of time. After all, all Evangeline really wanted was as simple as it could get: a loving husband, a happy child, a family of three, and the occasional lively visit to her uncles' house.It was a shame, really, that such simple wishes see
"Whoever thinks they're the pretty boy must be the pretty boy, huh? The guy himself doesn't seem to mind, so why are you, an outsider, making a scene, Evangeline?" said Walter mockingly. Even his look at Hank was loaded with animosity.He knew exactly how to push Evangeline's buttons.Realizing she really was an outsider to Hank, she was at a loss for words. "You are absolutely impossible to reason with!"However, Hank just flashed a small smile and casually slung his arm around Evangeline's shoulder, pulling her in close. They looked cozier than ever. "Evie, why are you getting irritated over Mr. Walter Gordon? He didn't say anything bad, right?"Walter heard that and could not suppress a chuckle.'Pretty boy'—that was a pretty harsh burn where he came from. However, Hank brushed it off like it was nothing.Was Hank missing a few screws or something? Had the Foster brothers been so worried Evangeline would end up an old maid that they had set her up with a guy who could not take
If Evangeline had any clue that Walter would show up at Aurora Mountain today, she would have stayed home. It was like walking out the door straight into a streak of bad luck.However, Walter vanished from her sight right then? No problem.She had Hank right there with her, and Yale and Roslyn were on their way. With the four of them together, they would have a blast. How could she not be excited?However…"I'm not leaving!"Walter stood his ground."Aurora Mountain is for everyone. Why should I have to leave just because I bump into you?"He decided he would stick to Evangeline like glue. The thought of his wife cozying up to another guy was driving him nuts!Annoyed and powerless, what was a guy to do? He would tail them, of course. He would watch every move Evangeline made with Hank!"Fine, fine, fine. Aurora Mountain isn't the Foster family's playground, so you're free to do as you please. Let's just split up here. No need to ruin each other's fun!"Evangeline did not eve
"You're just a boyfriend. What gives you the right to strut around here like you own the place?"Walter tried to sound confident, but his voice betrayed him.His scornful tone struck a nerve with Hank, who was not about to let that slide. "Walter, you better choose your words carefully! You and Evie are over, you're divorced!"Hank would never have pursued Evangeline if he had not been certain she was single. He had his principles, and meddling in someone else's relationship was not his style."Divorced? Since when? That's news to me," Walter retorted with a sly grin, locking eyes with Hank in a challenge. "Why don't you ask Evangeline if we ever got that divorce certificate?"Evangeline's gaze fell silently.He was right, they had not gotten the certificate.Even so…"If Uncle James hadn't been tied up with other matters, do you think we'd still be talking about getting a divorce certificate? What's a piece of paper worth, anyway? In my heart, you and I have been done and dust
The sight of Evangeline and Hank laughing together was like a punch to the gut. Walter turned away, unable to watch.Meanwhile, Evangeline ended the call with Yale, her face lighting up as she high-fived Hank, their sign of triumph. "Hank, we did it! Our plan actually worked!"Hank, thinking back to the conversation he had just heard, was puzzled. "How can you be so sure it worked? I didn't catch anything odd in Mr. Yale Foster's words!"He had no idea Evangeline's knowing look meant she had an ace up her sleeve."You're not in the loop, are you? I know my Uncle Yale like the back of my hand. The more uptight he acts, the more I'm sure he's up to something! You heard him on the phone with me earlier, right? Didn't he sound off to you?"Hank replayed their recent chat in his mind.Yale was usually nice when it came to Evangeline, but his voice had been weirdly stiff, like he was on edge, worried she would ask the wrong question at any second."So, all we do now is wait for some g
Up ahead, Hank and Yale had begun their ascent. They walked shoulder to shoulder, a silent understanding passing between them without a word.Then, from behind, a woman's voice called out, "Hank, Uncle Yale, why are you two speeding ahead? Aren't you going to wait for me and Roslyn?"Roslyn and Evangeline spun together and were surprised to see how far they had come without realizing it. They had been jogging the whole way and had just managed to weave through the crowd to catch up.The two of them were buzzing with excitement, and the once-quiet air buzzed with their energy."Evie, check this out—I looked it up before we came. All the religious icons and stuff on Aurora Mountain are said to bring good fortune. They say if you visit each one and toss a coin into the wishing well, your wish will come true!" Roslyn's eyes sparkled with the thrill of the legend."Why don't we give it a shot and toss a coin too? What do you say?" Roslyn bounced on the balls of her feet, eager.They w
"Evie, can I ask you something?" Yale tried to sound relaxed, but his eyes were all over the place, like he could not decide what to focus on."What's up?"Yale gulped down his last bite of pie and asked, "If you didn't appreciate someone before and now you're kicking yourself, how do you make things right?"Evangeline perked up instantly.'That's totally about Roslyn, right?' she thought.Roslyn was just waiting for Yale to pour his heart out. What was there to fix? He just needed to lay his feelings out there, did he not?However, Evangeline was not about to spell it out that bluntly.She was torn—Uncle Yale on one side, her best friend on the other.Roslyn had been through the wringer before, and then it was Yale's turn to sweat it out."Give me a second to think…"It all comes down to how much you took things for granted. Take Walter, for example: He took me for granted, and now there's no going back for us."Really, it had all been about the two people involved. If they
"I will handle both matters properly and provide a clear explanation to all shareholders within a week."Walter's working style had always been swift and decisive. With just a few words, he managed to soothe the shareholders' concerns.As soon as he finished, the room erupted in thunderous applause. Praise followed closely behind, ringing out alongside the clapping.This was exactly the effect Walter had intended. With Alex gone and Walter regaining control of the company's management, the shareholders were fully convinced and showed no dissatisfaction.The meeting concluded.Walter was the first to return to his office.Unexpectedly, Emma followed him in without waiting for instructions.After entering the office, she stood across from his desk with her head lowered, looking hesitant as though struggling to find the words to speak.The sight annoyed Walter, and he decided to break the silence. "Ms. Carter, is there something you want to say?"Ever since discovering that Emma
Walter understood—Alex was handing the company over to him.Perhaps Alex finally regretted his decision to ally with a traitorous group.Emma, who had witnessed the entire upheaval, was still in shock. She stood frozen, staring blankly at the people around her, unsure of what to do.Noticing her dazed state, Walter did not seem upset. Instead, he chuckled lightly and reminded her, "Ms. Carter? The unwelcome guest has left. Why don't you close the door now? Our meeting is about to officially begin.""Of course," replied Emma softly with a lowered head. Nonetheless, her actions were swift as she moved to shut the meeting room door.Still, every step she took was unusually heavy, filled with trepidation and caution.For the first time, Walter saw a sense of complete submission in Emma's demeanor. Even so, he did not care about any of that.If it were not for David's severe injuries preventing him from attending the meeting, none of this would have fallen onto Emma's shoulders in th
"Go ahead, play it! Don't just grab some random video online and bring it here to slander me. I won't acknowledge it!"Walter found this response amusing."My dear brother, how can you be so certain that the video I have is just something I found online?"Alex's lips curved into a smirk. "There are no cameras in the CEO's office. Even if I did do something, it wouldn't have been recorded. Really, Walter, waving that USB drive like that—who are you trying to scare?"'Was Alex determined to deny everything until the bitter end?' thought Walter.Before he could respond, Emma stepped forward. "Exactly! I can understand your desire to return to the company, but you can't tarnish our CEO's name for your own selfish motives. Don't you agree?"Walter did not respond immediately.His sharp, dark eyes swept over both Emma and Alex before he calmly inserted the USB drive into the laptop he had prepared in advance.The video quickly appeared on the screen, but instead of projecting it onto
"Impossible! How could Mr. Alex Gordon possibly do such a thing?""Exactly! They're all part of the Gordon family. If Gordon Group collapses, how would that benefit him?""Well, you never know. Don't you remember what happened back then? Mr. Alex Gordon didn't leave Gordon Group voluntarily—he was forced out by Mr. Trey Gordon and Mr. Walter Gordon!"Everything was going smoothly, and then he was suddenly kicked out. Who wouldn't hold a grudge over that?"The crowd buzzed with speculation, including Emma, who had always been loyal to Alex.She looked at Alex in disbelief. "Mr. Gordon, what he said… it's not true, is it?"Her expression was complicated, tinged with visible disappointment.The reason she had helped Alex with those things was because she cared for him. She believed that he had returned to Gordon Group to achieve something great and that Trey and Walter were just thieves who had stolen the fruits of his labor.Walter's revelations seemed to suggest that Alex had be
Alex took a deep breath, his face darkening as he demanded, "Walter, you've been removed from the company. Grandfather personally stripped you of your authority in front of all the shareholders."You have no decision-making power in any company affairs. So, please leave my meeting room immediately. Thank you!"Contrary to expectations, Walter, despite being blatantly dismissed, remained unfazed. He sat firmly in his chair, unmoved."Yes, you and Grandfather forced me out of Gordon Group. But so what? Under your leadership, in these so-called traitor's hands, Gordon Group is on the brink of collapse."As a member of the Gordon family, am I supposed to just stand by and watch you drag Gordon Group into the abyss?"He leaned back slightly, his voice calm but sharp as a blade. "Or should I let these shareholders watch you use their hard-earned money to fill a bottomless pit—one that leads straight to an unmarked grave?"Alex's face paled at the accusation, and his hand trembled as he
"What's the point of all this arguing? Can it bring back the money? In the end, only Mr. Gordon can resolve the issue!"The room fell into a stunned silence. Everyone exchanged uncertain glances before they all turned, almost instinctively, toward Walter.Walter remained calm, casually raising his wrist to check his watch. "There's still one hour before The Bennex Corporation's press conference. Feel free to continue arguing if you'd like."But if you do, I won't stay to keep you company."The shareholders' faces turned pale, and their aggression completely dissipated."No, no, we don't know anything about these matters. You're the expert, sir. Please, tell us what to do."'What's this? Begging someone to help after shoving them out the door? Truly shameless.'Walter chuckled lightly. "I've already been removed from the company. I don't deserve to be called your president. The only reason I'm here today is because Gordon Group represents my grandfather's life's work. Watching it
Emma came along reluctantly, but she had to follow Alex's orders.Even as she stood beside Walter, her loyalty never wavered—she was Alex's person. Every action, every word, was meant to assist Alex, not this usurper Walter!Walter glanced at the woman beside him, his feelings mixed.The fact that Alex sent his personal assistant to him probably meant that he was aware of David's situation—hospitalized and severely injured. If Walter wanted to win this battle in front of the shareholders, he would have to handle everything himself.For the Gordon family, that was far too humiliating.Alex could be frighteningly stubborn sometimes yet inexplicably considerate at others.However, Walter had no interest in what Emma was thinking at this moment because…"Ms. Carter, if you want to help Alex, you'd better listen to me during today's meeting," he advised her, though his tone carried a hint of warning."Why should I?" Emma immediately stiffened, glaring at him defiantly.Walter smile
Alex's attitude had said it all, so why waste more words?Standing in front of Alex, Walter lit a cigarette. He would only smoke when his emotions were about to overwhelm him. Drawing on the cigarette, combined with the swirling smoke, helped calm him."Alex, I'll only ask you one question: how did your legs get injured?"Back when Alex left the Gordon family, he was perfectly healthy. By the time he returned, however, he was somehow wheelchair-bound.For a time, Walter had assumed it was just a ploy to gain sympathy. However, he realized that for a healthy person to willingly confine themselves to a wheelchair, the price was simply too high.He had sent people to investigate Alex's life abroad, but they found nothing. He had no choice but to ask in person.Alex chuckled softly. It seemed as though he had recalled something painful, as his eyes reddened.Suddenly, his expression grew firm. His thin lips curved slightly as he uttered two words:"Northern Montavia."Walter froze
"That's true." Alex chuckled, laughing with genuine amusement.When was the last time he and Walter spoke like this? For a moment, he could not recall."Walter, do you hate me?"Walter was puzzled. "Why would I?"Alex sighed deeply. "There are too many reasons..."Those reasons were Evangeline and the company. Even at this moment, clearly, he was the one who let the Bennisons infiltrate the company, yet his younger brother, Walter, had to clean up after him.As he listed these grievances, Alex felt like he was truly an unforgivable person, though he could not pinpoint exactly what he had done wrong.The feeling was deeply conflicting. Perhaps he would never figure it out in this lifetime.However, Walter swiftly answered, "I don't hate you, Alex. I pity you."His gaze fell on the wheelchair beneath Alex.A man who could walk on his own had to disguise himself as someone partially paralyzed for his own purposes. A man who could rely on himself needed help from others.What ki