Chapter 66


    Who would’ve thought that one summer, Grace gave Arabe this ring to go find him, asking him to


    teach her a thing or two?


    He was a business whiz with loads of badass friends.


    For Grace, Alberto stayed single all his life. He treated Arabe like his own granddaughter, teaching


    her the ropes of business. His buddies also gave Arabe a few pointers in medicine, and a few who


    were good at music, chess, and painting also took a real shine to Arabe, passing on their life’s


    wisdom.


    Arabe didn’t disappoint; she learned everything they taught her.


    One could say Arabe spent all her summer and winter holidays with this bunch of old geezers.


    Where she was today was all thanks to these old boys going all out to teach her!


    “When are you graduating? You should start helping your grandpa out!” Alberto felt his age: “I don’t


    have any children or grandchildren; you’re my only heir.


    “No.” Arabe was really swamped, especially now that Keh was handing her anotherpany,


    she didn’t know what to do.


    “You’re the only family I have left; if I don’t leave my estate to you, who else would I give it to?” Alberto


    chuckled.


    “Why don’t you move back to your home country if you miss her?”


    Anyway, his business abroad was stable. If he settled in Summerfield, they could visit more often


    But Alberto smiled sadly and said, “It wouldn’t look good.”


    No one knew his past with Grace; even Attlee didn’t know his mother knew such a big shot!


    “He passed away young, but he truly cared for your grandma; I couldn’t just get together with her after


    his death. Just being able to care from afar and getting news about her is enough.” Alberto didn’t ask


    for much; whatforted him now was that Arabe was raised so well by them that she could take


    over his business!


    The car arrived at The Gourmet Garden.


    Arabe opened the car door and helped him out. “I told you to take care of yourself when you were


    young; you never listened.”


    See, now that he’s old, he can’t even walk steadily.


    Alberto chuckled, fully content under her support: “Knowing that I can leave you with a lot of money


    when I’m gone, all these years of hard work are worth it.”


    “You were clearly motivated for Grandma; what does it have to do with me?” Arabe supported him


    and slowly walked forward. “You’re old now; you should take a break.”


    “No, no, there are some businesses; I need to secure them for you before I die.”


    Just then, Ynda, holding Zachary’s hand, eximed in surprise, “Zachary, isn’t that Arabe?”


    She was originally here with Zachary to check out wedding dresses at the bridal shop across from The


    Gourmet Garden. But as soon as they stepped out, they saw Arabe holding an old man’s hand and


    leading him slowly into the restaurant.


    “That man is so old; isn’t she disgusted?” Zachary frowned. He never thought Arabe would do such a


    disgusting thing as stay in Summerfield! He suddenly felt repulsed!


    Ynda remembered tharst night at La Belle Vie, Arabe was also with a maning out of the


    VIP elevator. Was Arabe dating different men at the same time? Or was the manst night really her


    brother?


    Either way, she was really happy to see Arabe so down and out now!


    Romeo, in the car, saw Arabe holding the old man’s hand; he couldn’t take his eyes off her.


    Those small hands he once held were now supporting someone else.


    “Mr. McMin, doesn’t that old man look familiar?”


    Carl thought hard and suddenly remembered, “I remember now! His name is Alberto, and he’s the


    head of Luna Capital, a well–known venture capital firm


    overseas.”


    His group was even bigger than Allbara Investment. He initially made his fortune through small


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    businesses, then turned to investing once he had enough funds. He had a keen eye and ruthless


    strategy; any project he invested in would make money. Over the past decades, he invested in


    countless industries, so his personal wealth was incredibly substantial!


    No wonder they didn’t recognize his license te; he usually lived overseas.


    Carl couldn’t help but sigh, “Ms. Bet sure knows a lot of people.”


    Not only was the director of Hope Hospital highly impressed with her; a bunch of medical experts were


    singing her praises; the richest man was her father; and now, it seemed she was also on good terms


    with Alberto.