You More Than Anything In The World

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“I can promise you this. I won't transfer it to outsiders,” Arissa assured Regan.

This was not a daunting task, after all. Should York Group prosper in the future, her children could inherit the fortune since they were considered Yorks as well. If it came to that, Regan would have nothing to say about it.

Sensing her sincerity, Regan breathed a sigh of relief. “Remember your words!”

“Compared to you, my word is gold,” Arissa sneered derisively, her words laced with a sharp edge.

Regan felt somewhat ashamed. “Issa, I had no other choice back then. Your stepmother would have been even unhappier if I had been kind to you. I wish I had known how unreasonable she could be. That way, I wouldn't have indulged her.”

“I don't want to hear any of this. If you have anything else to say, speak now!” Arissa's face turned cold. The mere thought of Heather soured her mood.

“All right...” Regan hurriedly swallowed the rest of his words when he noticed the disdained look on his daughter's face. He managed a tight-lipped smile and asked, “Issa, what happened to you? Why are you still getting an injection today?”

Glancing at him indifferently and not concerned with whether he truly cared or not, Arissa replied, “I'm just pregnant. The injection is a precautionary measure.”

“You're pregnant with Benjamin's baby?” Regan's face lit up with surprise and joy. He stared at Arissa's belly, a distinct feeling of anticipation rising in his heart.

Am I going to be a granddad now?

Although he had met Gavin and the other children, it all felt so surreal to him.

Sensing his excitement, Arissa said bluntly, “Why are you so excited? The child has nothing to do with you and won't call you Granddad.”

Regan's face fell. “Issa, I'm really sorry. I have spoken in anger. I've raised you all these years. Do you really think I feel nothing for you?”

Arissa chuckled dryly. Is he here to play the sentiment card today?

“Don't play the sentiment card. We both know that's not going to fool anyone. If you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, leave. Don't spoil my mood, or I can't promise my husband won't take action against you.”

To stop Regan's incessant prattling, she had no choice but to remind him of Benjamin's presence.

“I'm just happy for you. Now that you're pregnant, your position in the Graham family will be solidified further,” Regan said to the cold-faced Arissa. “You're pregnant now. Don't lose your temper easily. It's not good for you or the baby. About your grandmother's visit this morning, I apologize. I didn't tell her where you were, yet she managed to find you anyway. I plan to send her back home. She won't bother you anymore.”

Arissa felt the urge to tell him that she and Benjamin already had children, six of them, in fact. However, considering their strained relationship, she held her tongue. There was no point in saying those to him.

Seeing her lack of interest in what he was saying, Regan hurriedly switched to business matters.

“Issa, I've given you all my shares. Now I have no income. However, the family still depends entirely on me. Can I... keep my position in the company?”

He looked at Arissa nervously as he said so, fearing that he might lose his job as well. He was already of advanced age, and finding another job would be even more challenging, especially given that he had offended Benjamin.