Scars Of A Broken Bond

Marco mirrored the smile. “Future development plan? Do you think I’ve grown too senile to discern reality? Now, you even attempt to deceive me?” jo,” Blayze swiftly refuted.

“Then stay in Violetholt. I want you to lead the Fowler family to greater heights. I won’t allow you to wield it as a tool for revenge, jeopardizing the family’s welfare!”

A wry smile played on Blayze’s lips. “Endanger the Fowler family? You’re well aware whether your concern lies with the Fowler family or that woman and her son.”

A shadow clouded Marco’s gaze. He hesitated before finally speaking.

“Of course, it’s the Fowler family I’m worried about.”

Clearly, Blayze remained skeptical. “If your concern truly rests with the Fowler family, then rest assured. I shall not endanger our family’s well-being.”

away from Violetholt, outside the Fowler family’s reach. What purpose does this endeavor serve? You are

further

you who seem to be siding against

abruptly raised his gaze and remarked, “You haven’t Laid eyes on him in person, have you? Well, I have. No wonder he is your son. He’s the spitting image of you without a trace

was left momentarily

had glimpsed Tyrone’s visage in financial reports

subtle sense of pride would wash over him. He even entertained the notion that, had Tyrone remained within the Fowler family’s fold, nurtured by him, Tyrone

sneered and continued, “Regrettably, he remains oblivious to

upon his wealth of

have only just assumed your position, and your actions have been excessively radical. Sooner or later, you will suffer consequences.