Chapter 1360


    Darren crumpled the soda can in his hand, his momentary soft-heartednesspletely extinguished.


    All that remained was a bitter chill and burning rage.


    For years he had poured his heart and soul into being the benevolent patriarch, and yet, in their eyes,


    he was worth less than the almighty dor and shares in thepany.


    His life, and the lives of his son, daughter-inw, and granddaughter, didn''t seem to weigh as much as


    those assets!


    No wonder his father had gripped his hand tightly on his deathbed, urgently cautioning Darren never to


    let his brothers into the family business.


    Even then, his father had seen their true colors, knowing their insatiable greed would one day lead to


    disaster.


    “It''s all my fault, I was too soft then, too trusting.” Darren rambled to Arabe, “When I first took over


    thepany, I was swamped, working all hours. They came begging me, time and again, wanting


    internships and vowing they wouldn''t take a penny, just wanted to ease my burden, saying they couldn''t


    bear to see me so overworked. I actually believed them!"


    Looking back, he felt like a fool.


    “Grandpa, you trusted them, and I think that''s far more precious,’ Arabe said with a wisdom beyond


    her years, “but they just didn’t value it"


    Darren looked at his granddaughter, feeling a stinging sensation in his nose, “They''ve lived half their


    lives and still aren''t as clear-sighted as a child."


    After a heavy silence, Darren added, “What was once a good home is falling apart. I wonder if my


    father is turning in his grave, ming me for letting the wolves in"


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    "There was never a perfect home, Grandpa,’ Arabeforted, "You thought we were united and


    loving, but that might have been true only in your eyes. To them, it wasn''t about brotherly love or family


    warmth, it was all about the benefits in your and Uncle Bard''s hands."


    Darren realized she had a point.


    The happy family he thought he had was an illusion!


    Sensing her grandfather''s mood, Arabe couldn''t help but say, "Don''t be sad, Grandpa. You''ve done


    everything a good man should. It''s not on you that they failed as brothers. Should we just let thern keep


    making mistakes without any consequences?"


    She analyzed further, "An ordinary person''s mistake might be a small lie, a minor misdeed, but their


    mistakes are the kind that could cost lives. If you turn a blind eye, what you''ll lose won''t just be our


    family, and they won''t care. They''ll trample over bodies, spending money with wild abandon while


    evading justice."


    Yes, she was right. If he turned a blind eye, it would be like gambling with his family''s lives for a


    semnce of brotherly affection. He couldn''t, he wouldn''t allow it.


    "Be, you''re a good kid. Thanks for helping me see clearly."


    If he had harbored any reluctance or regret before, it had now vanished.


    “It''s something you had to realize yourself, Grandpa. No one else''s words would''ve sufficed,” Arabe


    said, raising her soda.


    Darren couldn''t drink alcohol, so he popped open another soda and clinked cans with her.


    He suddenly realized that this young girl possessed a remarkable character, her maturity and sense of


    the world far surpassing those of her peers. She was indeed a promising talent.


    Outside the operating room.


    Eunice feigned overwhelming distress, "Bard, Dad''s been in there so long. I''m really worried."


    Before she could finish, she pretended to be ovee, her body saqging as if she would copse.


    “Eunice,” Bard rushed to catch her, "Don''t worry, with Be and the doctors in there, they''ll surely pull


    Dad back from the brink."