Chapter <b>425 </b>
But as time went on, Indy began to realize that kind of life asn’t sustainable either–it was far too aimlese and “empty.
So, she signed up for both a dance ss and a finance cours, keeping herself busy and fulfilled every day.
As for Joseph, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to see her, he reminely couldn’t find the time.
Melvin watched over him <b>like </b>a prison warden, tracking very move, leaving him with virtually no freedom.
By now, Joseph was starting to hate the idea of going back to that so–called home.
The ce rocked of schemes and maniption.
To Melvin, his son’s happiness meant absolutely nothing it didn’t serve a purpose.
It was this realization that made Joseph even inore certain he wanted to be with Judy.
Others only wanted him for his wealth, but Judy was different.
All these years, she had stayed by his side with sincerity, <b>hard </b>work, and zero selfish motives.
And yet, simply because <b>of </b>her background, his parents <b>had </b>never approved of her.
Still, the two of them had already promised each other forever, quietlymitting to a lifetime together.
Joseph took a <b>deep </b>breath and decided it was time to confront his father directly.
Melvin was in the study, busy with paperwork.
When he saw Joseph walk in, he looked slightly surprised.
“What brings you here so suddenly?”
He wore his usual gold<b>–</b><b>rimmed </b>sses, exuding a <b>stern</b><b>, </b>intimidating presence.
<b>Even </b><b>a </b>brief nce made Joseph feel uneasy.
His father’s aura had always been overwhelming, and after all these years, nothing had changed, not even his expression
Joseph clenched his fists. “Dad, I came to talk to you about something important.”
“Then say it. No need to go in circles.”
Melvin’s face remained cold, unreadable.
After being apart for so long, Joseph had been wanting to call Judy for quite some time.
But no matter how many times he thought about it, the call never went through; Judy had blocked his numberpletely.
So, in the end, all these sneaky little tricks of his just who had he learned them from<b>? </b>
Melvin looked at his son standing in front of him and couldn’t help but sigh. “Alright, I get it. You’re at that age now. This is your generation’s world.”
Then, without beating around the bush, he added, “You want to go see that woman, don’t you?”
Joseph’s eyes lit up. “Dad, how did you-”
“How did I <b>know</b>?”
Melvin scoffed, stood up, and walked past his son with a stille. “Everything you’re doing–I did it all back in my day. Don’t assume your generation invented rebellion.”
“Dad, since you understand where I’ming from, then ”
Joseph made a gesture toward the door, ready to leave.
Watching him, Melvin felt a headache creeping in.
<b>Was </b>handing thepany over to his son really the right decision?
Well, toote to worry now.
“It’s actually simple. If you want to see that woman, I won stop you.”
Joseph’s smile spread wide until Melvin added, “But <b>there’s </b>a condition.”
The smile froze instantly.
Of course. There was no such thing as <b>a </b>free lunch.
He should’ve known that by now.
“Go ahead, Dad,” Joseph said like he was marching to the gallows. “As long as it’s not murder or breaking thew, I’ll do it.”