Oliver glanced at Marisa and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

If Marisa could fake her behavior this well in front of Grandma, was it possible she was faking it around him, too?

But then, Oliver quickly dismissed the thought.

Sure, someone could pretend for a day, a month, maybe even a year—but no one could keep up an act for twenty-five years, could they?

Selena was twenty-three now, and Marisa had been with him for twenty-five years…

"What am I even thinking?"

Besides, he wasn't going to end up with nothing.

Not only was he fine now, but even when Grandma eventually passed, her estate would be split evenly. Just one percent of Horton Group's shares amounted to hundreds of millions—if not billions—of dollars.

With that thought, Oliver quietly left the room.

Meanwhile, Keira and Jake were discussing the future development of the company, and Jake, as if he were giving an official report, even pulled up a PowerPoint presentation for her.

He looked just like he did back in college, taking things so seriously…

Keira couldn't help but smile.

From the corner of his eye, Lewis noticed this, and his gaze deepened.

Nearby, Marisa and Selena were busy peeling grapes for old Mrs. Horton, meticulously removing the skin and seeds before handing them to her.

Old Mrs. Horton was thoroughly enjoying being pampered.

on the other hand, picked up a glass of water and walked over to Keira. "Have

He interrupted their conversation.

water, and handed it

right beside her, unusually close, and looked at the

head, and her cheek

but Lewis's arm slid around her waist,

a

of the interaction and, with a bitter smile flashing across his face, raised his head and said, "Aunt Keira, what do

change

at a few spots on the presentation. "Here, here, and here. These

a few succinct words, Lewis pointed

straightforwardness gave Jake an

looked at Lewis in

he used to feel resentful, thinking that his uncle only held his position as chairman of Horton Group because of old Mrs. Horton's favor and

all, Lewis had never worked in an entry-level

picture? Jake used to think he could

understood the vast difference between him

gap between

respect for him

Lewis didn't say much, there were parts that Jake couldn't

to explain whenever he seemed lost, helping him clarify

two of them work together like that, Jake suddenly felt like they were the moon and the sun—shining so brightly that everything else around them seemed dim

intently, and his attitude

a vague understanding of things, now had a crystal-clear

Keira. "Uncle Lewis, Aunt Keira, thank you.

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