It was his mother who kept the house and guarded him alone during the days he went out to make his way.

What did she get in the end?

Enoch had nothing to say to his son's questioning. He had also grieved the death of his ex-wife. After all, they had shared a bed and she had given him a son.

"Stanford, for what happened before, it's all because I am sorry for your mother and you. For the sake of me being your father, give your brother a job so he doesn't have to drift around out there." Enoch said humbly.

Stanford let out a laugh, "Is that why you called me here when you said you were sick?"

"Stanford, at least half of the company is your brother's. Are you going to keep it all to yourself?" Enoch stopped saying humbly. Obviously, even if he had humbled himself, he was still indifferent!

Stanford stood up, "Father, you'd better get well to live a long life."

With that, he didn't bother to look at Enoch but stepped towards the door.

"Stanford, don't you go too far!"

Enoch's face reddened with anger, "I'm your father!"

"So?" Stanford stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look at him, "So I have to take care of your son?"

Enoch clenched his hands and kept shaking, "You've got the company. All I'm asking is that you let your brother have a proper job. Why do you have to be so cruel to him?"

Stanford walked back over to the bedside and looked at him condescendingly, "Your company was already facing bankruptcy at the time. It was my mother's compensation that filled the gap so the company didn't go bust. I was cruel to him? I remember when Alyssa lost $150 and you all said I took it. How did you treat me? I want to ask you, did I take the money?"

He had not long been in the house at the time and Alyssa said she had lost the money, "There were no outsiders in the house either, and nothing was ever lost. The living expenses I had in the drawer were missing $150 for no reason. I don't know what's going on."

She didn't say it explicitly, but what she meant by that was that he was an outsider. She hadn't lost money before, but when he came to the house, she lost it. What she meant was that he had taken the money.

Enoch also decided that he had taken it and told him to admit he was wrong and to give it to her.

He said he hadn't taken it.

But Enoch didn't believe him and demanded that he admit his mistake and hand over the money he had taken.

and he didn't take the money, so how could

out his belt and

this day, he still remembered the gloating

up and then locked him up for three days

released when George admitted that he had taken the money. What

know. Why did

the sidelines, "George is still young and thoughtless. Just

he laughed

and learning that he had been wrongly accused, he did not even comfort him,

was not being stubborn but was defending his dignity. He would rather be beaten than admit to something

were more things like this when he was growing up

He leaned down and smiled, "You should thank me for not killing you all and keeping you alive. Don't

he straightened up and took a look at the house, "You should be content to live in a

door to the room was pulled open and Alyssa was standing in the doorway eavesdropping. She hadn't expected Stanford to suddenly open the door and forced a calm smile, "I came over to

her and walked out past her. He knew in

the road in his car. There were few cars on the road at this time of day, and the colourful

lights were, he didn't look at them for a

and helpless at the

so much, but he did

His heart was empty.

city at breakneck speed. At this moment, he didn't even have someone to talk to about what was on his mind. Even if he had it all, he was still

stopped in front of a

bar was lively. There wright lights, loud songs, and great dancers. Men and women were embracing each other

bar and ordered

Then he drank alone.

bottle of foreign wine was

the glass again, tilted his head,

bar, he continued to pour. At that moment, a soft hand with red-stained nails covered the back of his hand and slowly took hold of it, "Sir, why don't you let me keep

woman sat

bottle of wine, Stanford was not drunk, but his mind

slowly lifted his head, and fixed his gaze on the woman. The woman was wearing a tight black dress that showed off her good figure. Her two

inside her. It was so rare to see such a superb man! Thinking she must take her chance, she smiled

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