C434 Third Wheeling


    “But Cyrus…” Ophelia couldn’t help but nce back worriedly.


    Tamia waved it off. ‘He’s been around that Quinnell girl too muchtely. They are blood rtives, after all. It’s normal for him to be affected and doesn’t want to hurt her. Give him a few days, and he’lle ? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    around.


    “Just make sure he spends more time with the Montir family in the future. That’s how we stay close.”


    “Don’t worry, Mom. I understand. Though Ophelia was Indecisive by nature, she had always sided with her family when it came to moments like these.


    Ta gave her a sidelong nce. “Don’t restrict him too much. Let him do whatever he wants for now. Just make sure he stays home until Monday.”


    “Monday?” Ophelia was puzzled.


    Tamia’s smile was cryptic. “The conference will be over by then. You’ll understand what I mean soon enough.”


    Ophelia’s eyes brightened as realization dawned on her. “Mom, are you saying there’s <b>going </b>change regarding thatnd?”


    be a policy


    “Shh. Nothing’s set in stone yet, so be quiet about it.” Tamia chuckled. “Just wait for your money to double.”


    Ophelia’s face lit up with excitement. After all, who wouldn’t love money? Especially as a wealthy housewife, she longed for a financial source of her own.


    Tamia’s judgment had never been wrong, and the Montirs had invested a significant amount themselves. That meant the policy change was real!


    Feeling much better, Ophelia no longer concerned herself with Cyrus, who was upstairs. If he was hungry or thirsty, the maids could prepare everything and bring it up.


    After all, he had always acted like this when he was upset. He’d lock himself in his room <b>and </b>bury himself in video games.


    Clearly, Ophelia had underestimated the integrity that ran through the Whitman family’s <b>bloodline</b>.


    Cyrus spent the entire day plotting his escape. He eyed the window in the gaming room and noted that it wasn’t too high.


    The benefits of all those workouts were about to pay off. With a well–timed jump, hended by the back <b>door</b>, where there were <b>no </b>surveince cameras.


    When Cyrus found Wynter, she had her headphones on and was deeply engrossed in analyzing the stock market with Dalton. With over 30 billion invested, they needed to monitor three ounts simultaneously. Every second was critical.


    They were reviewing some highly professional forecasts sent by Albert and needed to work closely together. The office <b>was </b>stocked with plenty of chocte, snacks, and opened bottles of whiskey.


    Dalton was thoroughly enjoying this coborative work environment. It was a new experience for him since he was used to working alone.


    He was snacking as he nced over at Cyrus. This unexpected visitor had interrupted their rare coboration. Dalton found it hard to maintain his previous friendly demeanor and instead kept his expression poised, exuding an air of aloof elegance.


    Chapter 1434 Third Wheeling


    Cyrus recounted the whole ordeal while gargling down the drink from a ss. “My dad is such a traitor! He always imed to love his niece the most! I think he’s just like me<b>–</bpletely unreliable!


    “Wynter, you should get Grandpa to kick him out of the Whitman family. He can go live with the Montir family as their son–inw instead!”


    Dalton nced over with a slightly cold expression, noting that the whiskey he had prepared waspletely gone now.


    “Don’t bother with an alcoholic,” Wynter said quickly. After all, she knew the whiskey was a rare one. Cyrus huped before continuing. “What do you mean alcoholic? Who’s an alcoholic?


    “Wynter, you have no idea how I escaped. I jumped off the balcony and was so damn cool! I live up to your expectations and being your cousin!”


    He rummaged through his pocket as he spoke before pulling out a card. “This is what I saved up during my time abroad. It’s not much, but there’s five or six million here. It’s all yours<b>!</b>”