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    A deep crease formed between Hamilton’s brows. “Didn’t you just lose everything?”


    That stung. Ethan nearly coughed from indignation. “Easy for you to say, Hamilton! All you ever care about is money. Josh took me for a fool, and instead of helping me, you just stand there rubbing salt in my wounds.” Moisture threatened to spill from Ethan’s eyes.<fn50af> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n </fn50af>


    A sigh escaped Brad as he shook his head. “Ethan, I tried to warn you about Josh, but you wouldn’t listen. Now you’ve got nothing left, and Hamilton’s hands are tied.”


    “Enough with the lectures, Brad! Hamilton, are you going to help or not?” Ethan snapped.


    In the old days, Hamilton would have stepped in without a second thought. He’d always honored their father’s wish to look after the family.


    Years passed under his steady guidance, and the family flourished, everyone growing used to relying on him.


    “I cannot offer you any assistance,” said Hamilton, his tone carrying a firmness that left no room for doubt. “If everything had gone the way it was supposed to, McCoy Group should belong to my future grandson. Yet you chose to disregard the ties that once bound us, tearing apart the strength that made McCoy Group formidable. From that point on, I came to see that each person walks their own road. You decided to stand by Josh, and now you must ept the consequences of that choice. I have stepped down, and there is no strength left in me to give. I need to focus on staying healthy so I can care for my grandkids. That is the end of it.”


    With those words, Hamilton strode into the vi and didn’t look back.


    Long after, Ethan stood frozen in ce, the weight of everything finally sinking in.


    “We made our mistakes from the very start, Ethan. Hamilton kept McCoy Group running all these years, and when the shares were tallied, Dani made sure thepany’s wealth was included—none of that would have existed without Hamilton. He could have resented us for it, but he never did. The truth is, we never gave him the credit he deserved.”


    A heavy sigh escaped Brad as regret weighed on his words. “You put everything you had in Josh’s hands, and now you’re stuck with the oue. That’s the reality, even if we’re family.” Real brotherhood would have stopped Josh from bleeding Ethan dry. Real family would have meant that Ethan’s money was returned, no questions asked.


    Stability had defined the McCoy family for years, with nothing ever truly shaking them. Now, with real hardship striking, everyone’s true character came to light.


    As Brad turned away, Ethan suddenly charged straight into the vi.


    Hamilton lounged in the living room, drink in hand, content. The sight of Ethan storming in, anger etched across his face, caught him off guard—he nearly spilled his ss.


    Ethan demanded, “Bring Dani here. I need to see her!”


    An edge crept into Hamilton’s tone as he snapped, “You’re crossing the line, Ethan. This isn’t your house, and Dani’s expecting. If you have a problem, youe to me. Leave Dani out of it.”


    “I won’t back down. I need to see her,” Ethan insisted, his voice growing louder.


    Brad followed closely behind, his brow furrowed in concern. “Ethan, listen to reason. Dani is upstairs, resting. She’s carrying twins. Father always said that no harm shoulde to a McCoy child.”


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