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.

Brian dropped to his knees in front of old Mr. Sims with a loud

"What are you doing? Get

But because of this stupid Special Division position, I let myself grow suspicious and resentful toward you. And when everything went south, I

knock, the sound echoing in the room,

his forehead was already

bow again when old Mr. Sims

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

him to his feet. "You've done a good job all these years," he said

It's only natural you'd have some hard

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

blinked in shock.

to hang on to this job any longer. It's time for me to retire. As

Mr. Sims had never been involved in

and his eyes filled

old Mr. Sims' arm. "You've worked so hard all these years, but you could have retired. I could

you earned abroad to keep it from being frozen in your account. It was only a matter of time

as the full weight of old Mr. Sims' sacrifice

He understood now.

stayed in his position for the power or the title. He

he would have been the one thrown into prison