Liza darted off like a rocket.


    "You little brat, I didn''t let you go with him," Bert shouted.


    The butler advised him, "Sir, it may not be a bad thing for Miss Eaton to see more of the world."


    "She brings nothing but trouble to me," Bert sighed. "Seamar City is dangerous. What if something happens to her?"


    He banged his cane on the floor and ordered, "Send more people to keep an eye on her. Ensure her safety at all costs."


    "Yes, sir," the butler replied.


    But before he could leave to carry out the orders, Bert called him back.


    "Wait."


    "Anything else, sir?"


    "Pull back everyone watching them."


    "But that would put them in danger."


    "They can''t grow without trials."


    Bert felt he had spoiled the two children too much.


    In contrast, Juan was raised with an elite education. He had endured unimaginable hardships to forge the determination and sess he had today.


    Then there was Marion, who had wandered overseas since childhood and built his empire with bare hands, bing a living legend.


    And Debra. She was clever, calcting, and sharp. She founded the McKinney Group at such a young age, with a future that seemed limitless.


    Andrew was shrewd and unpredictable, his thoughts impossible to decipher. Jordan was cunning and resilient, his tenacity far surpassing his brother''s. His current achievements were extraordinary.


    Erica was


    hell-versed in business.


    2 in the know was


    ousted her father


    of the Mathis family.


    Finally, there was Randy, always ying dumb to deceive others. He wasn''t as simple as he seemed.


    When these sharp individuals


    interacted, they looked like regr


    people having ordinary


    conversations. But when Gand


    and Liza were among them, the difference was ring.


    While others schemed and plotted, Gand''s head was filled with nothing but thoughts of food.


    Being carefree wasn''t inherently bad, but in a family like theirs, it was too dangerous. He couldn''t protect them forever.


    Letting them face challenges alongside Debra and the others might be the best way for them to grow.


    It waste at night in Seamar City.


    Outside a secluded courtyard on the city''s outskirts, Marion stood by his car, ying with his lighter.


    The me flickered, casting shadows across his face, which looked cold and distant.


    From inside the courtyard came the sounds of fighting. Momentster, a group of people emerged.


    "Sir, it''s done."


    "Okay."


    Marion walked into the courtyard, where his men had tied up everyone. There was no bloodshed, only bruised faces.


    "We went easy on them, just like you ordered, sir," his subordinate exined.


    In the past anyone who crossed


    Marion wouldn''t have fared this well. But over the past year, Marion''s approach had changed. Bloodshed was past tense, but their suffering remained severe.


    "All of these people wanted to kill Robert?"


    "Every single one of them."