Chapter <b>233 </b>


    Noticing that Richard hadn’t assigned him the task<b>, </b>Parker stood up and sald, “Mr. Richard, <b>I </b><b>need </b><b>to </b><b>find </b><b>more </b>information to see if there’s a way to bail out Mr. Cyrus. I’ll be going now.”


    Richard nodded. “Go ahead.“.


    After Parker left, Richard turned to Cindy. “You should go too. Whether Cyrus can be released depends on whether you <b>can </b>convince N.”


    With that, Richard left the room.


    As Cindy watched him leave, she couldn’t help but grit her teeth, her eyes filled with resentment. It seemed Richard wasn’t reliable either, and only she cared about Cyrus‘ fate.


    After leaving the Sumner residence, Cindy called rk and recounted the night’s events in detail.


    “rk, if we want to get your father out, it’s up to us now. I’ll wait downstairs at Prospectus Technology tomorrow. I refuse to believe I can’t find a way to see her!” Cindy dered.


    There was a brief silence before rk’s cold voice came through. “Alright. I’ll also find a way to create some trouble for Uncle Damon’spany so he won’t have time to deal with N.”


    “Good, we’ll rely on ourselves…” Cindy replied.


    rk frowned. If Cyrus weren’t his biological father and still useful to him, he wouldn’t care at all.


    “Okay, I have other matters to attend to. Goodbye,” he said, dismissing the conversation.


    After hanging up, rk sent a message to Michael, instructing him to find Reba Austen within three days.


    Noticing rk’s troubled expression, Jordyn approached and began massaging his temples. “rk, try not to worry too much. We’ll do our best with this. If N really doesn’t n to let Dad off, you must take over thepany as soon as possible.”


    rk closed his eyes and remained silent<b>, </b>contemting Jordyn’s words.


    If Cyrus were truly facing sentencing, securing control of thepany quickly was indeed a priority. With that in mind, he decided to visit Cyrus the next day.


    The next morning, while having breakfast, N realized that Damon hadn’t returned all night.


    Concerned about his back wounds, she lost her appetite, set down her bread, and headed straight to thepany with medicine and bandages in hand.


    As she parked downstairs, Cindy intercepted her. “N, we need to talk!”


    Cindy’s expression was icy, her gaze filled with disdain, and her tone as haughty as ever.


    N ignored her and attempted to walk past, but Cindy stubbornly followed her to the elevator.


    “Are you ignoring me? Are you deaf? Or have you climbed too high to care about me, your former mother–in-


    <b>+25 </b><b>Bonus </b>


    She thrust a document toward N.


    N nced at it before looking back at her. “Do I look like a fool to you?<b>” </b>


    “What do you mean?!” Cindy growled.


    Seeing Cindy’s angry eyes, N smirked, “What do I mean? You really have the nerve toe here asking me to sign a forgiveness letter!”


    “You!” Cindy pointed at her, trembling with anger. “Don’t forget, I’m your elder!”


    “Elder?” N’s smile wasced with irony. “I’m no longer married to rk. How are you an elder to me? Besides, I’m now Damon’s girlfriend. If I’m not mistaken, you’re just his sister–inw. Do you want to be my elder? Are you trying to be his mother?”


    Sara Lili


    Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.