"Grandma, what are you doing?" Bryan asked, his curiosity piqued.She chuckled, a warm smile spreading across her face. "I'm just so proud of you, shouldn't you be happy?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with amusement.Bryan scoffed, his expression skeptical. "Huh!" he exclaimed, clearly unimpressed."Is grandfather so sweet?" Betty demanded, her voice full of excitement.Grandma Creston nodded positively, her eyes shining with fondness. "He's such a great man, he always makes sure to take care of the ladies. He's very fond of girls, that's why he pampered Ellen more, and Maxwell has to bear his taunting," she explained, her voice full of warmth and nostalgia."Oh! I see why dad has to go through a lot, he must have really suffered," Bryan said, his tone filled with sarcasm, his voice dripping with skepticism."Who told you he suffered? I make sure to give him everything he needs," Grandma Creston said, her voice firm, but with a hint of defensiveness.Bryan chuckled, a low, mocking so

"You know what, Grandma? You're right. I should have let her speak. I'll give her another chance to apologize and make amends. But if she's calling to play games or manipulate me, she'll be disappointed. I'm not the same man she knew, and I won't be taken advantage of again."Grandma Creston smiled, her eyes shining with pride. "That's my boy, Bryan. You're a grown man now, and it's time to put the past behind you. Let Alicia speak, and then you can decide whether to forgive her or not. But remember, forgiveness is for you, not for her. It's time to heal and move on.""I think we should rather focus on President Asher for now. I can talk when we get back," Bryan said, his mind already shifting gears to the pressing matter at hand."We're already at the hospital, sir," the driver announced, and they were surprised to realize they had driven so far, engrossed in their conversation."Oh, thanks!" Bryan exclaimed, as they prepared to exit the car. The guards rushed to open the door for th

Betty stood transfixed, her gaze lost in the cityscape outside her window, her mind still reeling from the emotional toll of her father's condition. Her eyes, red and puffy from hours of crying, felt dry and exhausted, as if they had no tears left to shed. Bryan entered the room, his footsteps soft on the carpet, and approached her with a gentle smile. "Hey, beautiful," he said, his voice low and soothing, as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her close. "You've been crying for hours, Betty. It's time to rest." His warm breath caressed her ear, a comforting sensation that made her feel safe and loved.Betty turned around, her eyes welling up again, and her voice cracked with emotion. "He used to be so strong, so invincible. It's unbearable to see him like this, dependent on machines to survive. It's tearing me apart, Bryan. I feel like I'm losing my mind." She buried her face in her hands, her body shaking with sobs. Bryan's expression softened, and he pulled her clo

The following day, Betty was already dressed and waiting in the living room, eager to visit her ailing father in the hospital. Bryan and Grandma Creston were still upstairs, yet to make their appearance. Betty's attention was drawn to Bryan's phone, which was buzzing with incoming messages. Initially, she tried to ignore it and called out to Bryan, but her curiosity got the better of her. She picked up the phone and scrutinized the messages, noticing that they were from an unknown number. Her curiosity piqued, she opened the message, and her eyes widened as she read the words:"Hello Bryan, it's Eva, your high school girlfriend. I'm so sorry for losing touch for all these years. I have a lot of explaining to do. After my parents discovered I was pregnant with your child, they sent me away to another country to separate us. They didn't approve of our relationship, citing your financial situation at the time. I know I broke the promises we made to each other, and for that, I'm truly s

The call ended, and Bryan's phone buzzed with a message. He opened them, his eyes widening in shock as he realized it was Eva who had sent the address they are going to meet. He squeezed his phone tightly, as if he might crush it, and bit his lower lip."How can this be?" he muttered to himself. "A set of twins... outside? Without my knowledge?"He felt like he'd been punched in the gut. His mind raced with questions and emotions, his frustration boiling over. He dragged his fist across the table, struggling to contain his anger and disbelief."This is a nightmare," he thought. "How am I going to face Betty? How are we going to get through this?"But he knew he had to find a way. He couldn't just sit there, feeling helpless. He needed to take action, to find a way to navigate this unexpected turn of events.Bryan stumbled into his room, feeling utterly defeated, and collapsed onto his bed. He didn't even bother to pull back the covers or remove his shoes. He simply fell onto the matt