?Chapter 942:


    The memory was too agonizing to revisit.


    Wiping his tears, Balthasar addressed the screen with a firm voice.


    “It doesn’t matter what you look like now. You’re still my son. There’s no need for you to hide. Even if you’re now incredibly ugly, I will ept you.”


    Sergio quickly chimed in, “Brian, your changed appearance doesn’t alter the reality that we share the same blood. I embrace you regardless, so there’s no need to conceal yourself.”


    Meanwhile, Paul let out a deep sigh.


    “I was hesitant to reveal my face because I worried that you might reject me. Now that you’re open to it, I’ll no longer hide.”


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    With that deration, Paul directed his phone camera towards himself, presenting his face clearly on the screen.


    Balthasar and Sergio focused on the image disyed. Even though they had braced themselves, the sight of Brian’s unrecognizable face left them momentarily speechless.


    The face on the screen bore little resemnce to the one they remembered—it wasn’t as youthful or vibrant. It now carried an air of age and gravity, exuding a noble yet formidable presence.


    Paul was the owner of the Sunrise; even if he attempted to moderate his features, his eyes, tempered by adversity, retained a piercing quality that could instill fear in people. Silence lingered for a few seconds before Paul said, “Dad, Sergio, Hannah, it’s me, Brian.”


    This time, his family’s responses came promptly. When they finished talking, Landen eagerly said, “Uncle Brian.”


    Peering at the screen, Paul carefully regarded the young man and asked with a curious tone, “Who is this dashing young man?”


    Landen didn’t need an introduction from anyone else. He answered Paul’s question directly, saying, “Uncle Brian, I’m Landen.


    Sergio is my father, and I’m your nephew.” Landen’s face lit up with a wide smile as he spoke. He looked radiant and charming.


    Paul observed Landen closely, nodding with satisfaction.


    “Not bad. Sergio, you’ve raised a fine son.”


    As Paul finished, Sergio and Hannah beamed with pride. Though pleased, Sergio remarked casually, “He keeps us busy and always stirs up trouble. His medical skills aren’t where they should be. Compared to Marissa, he’sgging behind.”


    “Exactly,” Hannah said, nodding in agreement.


    “He drives me up the wall. He’s always out doing who knows what. Without Marissa’s help and guidance, I don’t know where he’d be.”


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