Justin's gaze darkened, and his cracked lips pressed into a thin line.

Ian's instincts rang like a warning bell. He immediately moved to stand between the bed and the intruder, adopting a protective stance.

Grant's normally calm and composed face was now uncharacteristically grave and cold.

Wyatt frowned slightly, noticing Grant's sudden entrance. The faint anger between his brows made it clear that he was not here for a friendly visit.

"Mr. Grant, Mr. Justin is injured. Who knows which idiot forgot to leash their dog and let him out?" Ian gritted his teeth, his words clearly intended to send Grant away. "He's not fit to receive guests right now. Please leave!"

Grant's expression darkened even further, though only slightly.

In truth, Ian did not know who was behind Justin's injuries. His outburst was simply a way to vent his frustration. Unfortunately, what he said in jest hit a nerve with those present.

Not wanting Wyatt to witness the family drama, Justin sternly reprimanded Ian. "Ian, don't be disrespectful to my brother."

Ignoring Ian entirely, Grant turned to Wyatt, his lips curving politely. Despite the tension, he maintained his refined demeanor. "Chairman Thompson, my apologies for the interruption."

Wyatt offered a faint, ambiguous smile. "You're too polite, Grant. I'm just an outsider. You and Justin are brothers. If anything, I'm the one intruding on your time."

"Chairman Thompson, I hope you'll forgive my boldness, but I'd like a moment alone with my brother."

was clear Grant wanted Wyatt

take care of yourself.

always admired the elegance and grace Grant exuded, like a gentle spring breeze. Yet, for reasons he could not explain, he could not warm up to Grant. There was something intangible, like an invisible barrier, that made him want to

want to say, you can say it here," Justin

alone with Grant now. "Chairman Thompson is someone I deeply respect. I haven't seen him in a long time and would like to spend more time with

heart softened, a faint

can discuss this tomorrow," Justin added, his

passed over Grant's face, his eyes

Ms. Thompson's recent ordeal nearly cost her life in the mountains. I just spoke with her attending doctor. She sustained two severe frostbite injuries. For a

the room

temples throbbed, his fists clenching tightly beneath the

not help but picture Bella curled up in the snow, looking at him with hesitance. Her fragile figure

face paled and his already frail body swayed. Axel rushed to steady his father, his gaze filled with worry as he turned to Grant. "Mr. Grant, what

hesitated, a hint of

the opportunity to enter. She raised her voice as if on cue. "Excessive exposure to cold can severely harm a young woman, possibly affecting her

Justin, whose face had turned ashen. "But, as I've heard, Ms. Thompson had a miscarriage once

casual comment was as cutting as a dagger, wounding hearts and shattering defenses. It pierced Justin like a blade and left the Thompson

Bringing this up in front of her family-are you trying

feigning innocence as she

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