With the profits from her savvy investments, she snapped up factories and shops, raking in hefty rental ie. Nathalie sat quietly at herputer, lost in a swirl of emotions. She was grappling with the fact that every single dor raked in by Maple Company was squeaky clean and above board.


    Morris had an uncanny knack for business-his instincts were nothing short of brilliant. Whether it was jumping on the next big thing in live streaming, timing his stock market moves just right, or sealing deals in artificial intelligence, he always had a finger on the pulse of opportunity. Looking back at a decade of his business ventures, it was clear: this guy was a natural-born genius.


    He''d made his first fortune selling his initial Al robot, without any upfront capital. With that modest start, he slowly but surely built his business empire.


    A wave of sadness washed over Nathalie; the money Morris had given her was clean as a whistle. Yet here she was, trying to dig up some dirt? She chuckled at her own foolishness, feeling like she had tainted his pure-hearted generosity.


    With mixed feelings, she wandered through Maple Company''s internalwork. The site was a masterss in understated elegance-ck as a starry night, sprinkled with stars twinkling in varying shades of brightness. The bold white text and minimalist images made it pop in a fresh, eye-catching way.


    At the bottom, she noticed a little seed, and it took her a moment to realize-it was a sunflower, ready to burst through the soil. A strange feeling stirred inside her: a hope that Nathan would someday rise like that sunflower from the darkness.


    While exploring thepany''s leadership section, Nathalie was floored to see her own name—Vivian-staring back at her. She couldn''t believe her eyes.


    For ten years, Maple Company had been thriving, and Vivian was its biggest shareholder and the official face of thepany. A shiver ran down her spine. Nathan had known her true identity all along, even a decade ago. How wild was that?


    How could he have possibly known she''de back to im her roots now? The whole thing was mind-boggling.


    As Nathalie continued to dig around Maple Company, her shock only deepened. The admiration she had once felt for thepany''s founder was nowced with regret. Turns out, she was the real mastermind behind Maple Company all along.


    Morris had used his business prowess to carve out amercial empire for her. She was the wealthiest woman in the Capital. But happiness? That was another story.


    Instead, she felt a deep, aching sadness. The carefree life she''d enjoyed was all thanks to Nathan carrying the weight for her.


    Nathan! Nathan!


    Tears streamed down her face as she transferred over three billion dors to her own bank ount. Then, grabbing her purse, she walked out of the office.


    A few dayster, the Capital was buzzing with a scandalous headline: "Rond family''s young heir repays colossal sum, sentencing reconsidered. A genius set to reemerge."


    The news sent ripples through the city, a mix of joy for some and dread for others.


    It was a rollercoaster of emotions.


    At the Rond mansion, Gavin was


    so stunned by the news, he was speechless for ages. Paige was pacing like a caged tiger, while Benjamin was chilling, munching on an apple.


    "Ohe on, Mom, quit pacing. You''re making me dizzy," Benjamin teased, eyeing M.


    Paige shot him a look, grabbed the apple from his hand, and snapped, "All you do is eat. If your brotheres back, life won''t be so breezy anymore."