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Zachary checked his watch before telling Taylor, “Mr. Blackwood, I’ll head back now. I have an important meeting to conduct tomorrow morning.”

“Okay, thank you for your help,” replied Taylor politely.

Zachary bowed in return before he hurried off.

Taylor’s expression turned grimmer as he stared at Zachary’s retreating figure.

“Isn’t Mr. Nacht being a bit too disrespectful?” complained a subordinate. “He left as soon as we arrived. It’s as if he is just dealing with some corporate matter. Ms. Cynthia is wounded to this extent, and yet, he won’t even pretend to care.”

“Cynthia loves him dearly. It’s such a pity…” said Taylor before he sighed deeply. “Sharon is aggressive and cruel in nature, so it’s understandable if he’s not into her. However, Cynthia is kind and sweet, so why must she end up like this?”

“She is too kind and too sweet. That is why she can’t hold on to the man,” replied the subordinate. “I think you should help them out and get Ms. Cynthia married into the Nacht family as soon as possible.”

“These things can’t be helped,” reprimanded Taylor. “Let’s just forget all about it. All I wish now is that Cynthia will recover soon.”

Zachary rushed home and took a quick shower before he put on his clothes to get ready for work.

at the time. He was shocked to see Zachary there,

safe now, and Mr. Blackwood has arrived,” replied Zachary as he buttoned up while walking

growled Henry. He would’ve lost his temper then and there

greeted the three kids

kids lovingly before crouching down to pick them up, promising, “I’ll take you guys to the beach and play

the kids. They were obedient and hugged Zachary before hopping

pulled Zachary to the side and interrogated angrily, “What is wrong with you? Why are you back

balance. All that’s left is for

“You…”

“There’s something urgent that I need to handle and I have to

piece, Zachary hurried into his

couldn’t lose his temper in

when she noticed how Henry’s face was scrunched up. She was hugging her stuffed alpaca when she walked

good girl,” praised Henry. His fury dissipated as he gazed at his great-grandkids. He claimed, “You three

do to make you angry?” asked Jamie curiously as