My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

"I'm sorry too, Mr. Sims!"

A man stepped forward. "I sealed the windows on purpose so you wouldn't see any light."

Another added, "I made sure the door was cracked at night to let the cold air in while you slept."

"I didn't do much, but I led the charge to badmouth you for days. I'm sorry."

"..."

One after another, members of the Special Division bowed their heads in apology, not just out of guilt but out of growing admiration for the elderly man standing before them.

Even those who had done nothing wrong followed suit, apologizing and showing their respect.

Then, a steady voice cut through the crowd. "Let me through."

Everyone parted as Brian walked up, eyes fixed on old Mr. Sims.

He saw the man's white hair, frail body, and shaky steps, but most of all, he saw those eyes—steady and unbroken.

The weight of it hit Brian like a punch to the gut.

warning, Brian dropped to his knees in front of old Mr. Sims

"What are you doing? Get up, get

don't ask me to get up. I've known you my whole life, and I know the kind of person you are. But because of this stupid Special Division position, I let myself grow suspicious and resentful toward

ground with a sharp knock, the sound echoing in the room, making everyone's

his head, his forehead was already turning

looked like he was ready to bow again when old Mr. Sims chuckled,

of his younger years flooded back, and he blinked, his eyes suddenly red-rimmed. He wanted to say

"You've done a good job all these years," he

sake. It's only natural you'd have some hard feelings. But even

and smiled. "You're my pride. I know you'll take good care

in shock. "What

Sims glanced over at Barry Brandt, smiling. "Barry's back, so there's no need for me to hang on to this job any longer. It's time for me to retire. As

never been involved in

chest tightened even more, and his eyes filled with

eyes were red, too, as he grabbed old Mr. Sims' arm. "You've worked so hard all these years, but

was only

full weight of old Mr. Sims' sacrifice hit

He understood now.

never stayed in his position for the power

he would have been the one thrown into prison and branded as