Tavon was determined to reim thepany, partly because he worried Sean might be sweet-talked by the Stantons and end up working for their benefit instead.


    Ashley, despite being halfway through life, couldn''t see things clearly. She always took her family''s side, not realizing that her husband should be her main support. Instead, she constantly used her family''s influence to overpower the Mortons. Tavon was upset about this but didn''t dare openly challenge the Stantons. His wife didn''t understand his concerns, so he was naturally surprised when his youngest daughter did.


    After a moment, Tavon chuckled, saying with a hint of pride, "Sandy, you''ve really surprised me. You''ve been sick and in the hospital these years, but I never realized my daughter could outshine my son."


    "Dad, I''m sorry for causing you all this worry. I''m not well-versed in business, so I can''t help much with thepany. What I just said was actually Sean''s message to you. Just rx, Dad. If you want the Morton Group to grow and thrive, Sean will make it happen." Sandy used Sean as a shield, advising, "Now that you''re back, take it easy at home. Try to patch things up with Mom. After all, a couple should cherish their time together."


    Tavon just smiled, not saying anything.


    Sandy seized the moment to ask, "Dad, have you been in touch with Anastasia? When is sheing to Willowbrook? Things were tensest time, and Sean and I have been wanting to make amends."


    "Anastasia''s caught up and can''te to Willowbrook right now. She''s not feeling well," Tavon replied, skirting around Anastasia''s pregnancy and making up a reason: "Pattie is young, and after being kidnappedst time, she became mute. It''s left her with a huge psychological scar, and Anastasia needs to stay with her."


    "I see," Sandy replied, not pressing further. "Dad, you should drink this herbal tea before bed. It''s good for sleep and has a calming effect."


    "Alright," Tavon smiled. "You head to bed. I''ll drink this after my smoke."


    As Sandy left, Tavon''s smile vanished. He quickly shut the door and poured the herbal tea down the bathroom sink.


    Watching the tea swirl away, Tavon''s expression darkened as he set the cup on the sink, deep in thought.


    After realizing his previous stroke was due to poisoning, Tavon had investigated, with Herman offering clues that almost pointed out the perpetrator directly. It was clear to Tavon by now.


    This was precisely why Tavon felt so heartbroken. His seemingly sweet and sensible daughter had tried to poison him.


    Recalling the clues Herman provided, Tavon remembered how Sandy frequently brought him snacks at night before the incident. Now, he dared not drink anything Sandy offered.


    Tavon was eager for Anastasia to take over, unwilling to let Sean and Sandy benefit. He couldn''t bring himself to turn his daughter over to the police but also refused to leave thepany in their hands.


    Herman''s provision of clues, without fully disclosing them, was a way to let Tavon weigh his options. Family matters were not Herman''s to meddle in.


    Now, Tavon felt like he was walking on eggshells, constantly on edge.


    Thinking of Anastasia''s words, he knew he had to avoid shing with the siblings to stay alive, yet part of him was unwilling to give up. He truly wanted to leave everything to Anastasia, who was reliable. In Riverdale.


    Herman manipted the media to spread the news of Devin''s critical illness, even including photos of Devin in the hospital.


    The news caused quite a stir, with manymenting how the once-glorious Brown family had fallen.


    In the hospital.


    Nelson was sent to keep an eye on things. Devin, lying in the hospital bed, was wary of Nelson and said, "Assistant Nelson, I''m not dead yet, and here you are already."


    Nelson smiled, "By tomorrow morning, the news of Mr. Salstrom''s death will be on all tforms. I had toe to send you off."


    Hearing this, Devin''s face turned pale with fear, "Is Herman trying to harm me? I just have anemia; a transfusion should do. It''s not like I have some fatal disease."


    "Mr. Salstrom says you won''tst till tomorrow, so you won''t," Nelson replied with a chilling calmness, "Everyone knows you''re critically ill. Dying suddenly when you''re this sick seems reasonable, doesn''t it?"