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    Arthur’s confidence was unshakable. “That’s out of the question. I trust my instincts, and I trust you. You take after me in more ways than one. You’re just as sharp and capable. Honestly, if you take the reins, I wouldn’t be surprised if you end up surpassing my achievements.”


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    “Dad, you want to pass the Sun Group to me; then what about Milton?” Elliana asked, her voice dancing with barely contained amusement.


    Arthur’s gaze shifted to Milton before he replied with characteristic bluntness, “He can work under you.”


    Elliana’s eyes found Milton, who offered an easy shrug and a warm smile. “I’d be honored to serve.”


    Joy flooded through Elliana as she turned back to Arthur, her curiosity burning bright. “Dad, why did you choose me as your sessor instead of Milton?”


    “Because you’re my mirror image,” Arthur chuckled, his eyes crinkling with paternal pride. “You inherited my razor-sharp intellect along with my looks. My expectations for you know no bounds.”


    Elliana shot Milton a teasing grin. “But Milton inherited Mom’s features. Are you suggesting Mom isn’t as smart as you, and that you harbor no grand expectations for her?”


    The words hung in the air like a trap. Arthur’s confidence crumbled. His daughter’s homing had intoxicated him with such pure happiness that he’d stumbled directly into verbal quicksand, managing to insult his beloved partner without realizing it.


    Milton watched Elliana’s impish expression—the same look that had just reduced their typically unppable father to stammering confusion—and burst into delightedughter. Having a sister truly was life’s greatest gift.


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    For years, it had been only Milton and Arthur, buried in business discussions or consumed by their relentless search for Milton’s missing mother and sister. Their conversations had carried the weight of duty butcked the spark of genuine joy.


    Now Elliana’s presence transformed everything. Herughter breathed life into rooms that had known only serious whispers. The warmth radiating from their family felt miraculous.


    Arthur’s heart echoed Milton’s sentimentspletely. He reached over and flicked Elliana’s forehead with yful affection, his chuckle rich with fondness. “You delightful rascal! You just returned home, and here you are, trying to ignite chaos between your parents!”


    The conversation shifted, and Arthur’s expression grew serious. “Elliana, where is your mother?”


    Elliana had returned to Ublento as the daughter of an overseas tycoon under the name Lh, so Arthur assumed the tycoon backing her was her mother. The atmosphere plummeted into heavy silence the moment those words left his lips.


    Elliana’s and Milton’s eyes met across the room, their earlier joy dissolving like morning mist.


    Arthur, seasoned by decades of reading people and situations, immediately recognized that reality diverged sharply from his assumptions. He surveyed the room with practiced authority. “We need privacy for this discussion.”


    The trio moved into Arthur’s private study, sealing the door behind them before settling onto the leather sofa.


    Elliana recounted her mother’s tragic tale, each word carefully chosen yet heavy with pain.


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