At W&L Tower in Washington, Brooks was anxiously watching the stock market as the share prices of his family's companies continued to plummet. The worsening economic crisis had him on edge, but he was too afraid to contact Morgan Stanley, the financial backer of The Morgan Family. The global situation was dire, and Morgan Stanley held controlling stakes in nearly 100 top-tier companies worldwide. A poorly handled conversation with them could spell disaster.By 9 p.m., Brooks was still working late at the office, reviewing the reports coming in from subsidiaries around the world. The financial situation was grim. The performance of MF&T Services, MF&T Networks, and MF&T Data was practically at zero. Meanwhile, the maintenance costs and operational expenses for their online infrastructure were astronomical. Without transactions, there were no processing fees, which meant no profits. Worse, the family’s water resources division, a joint venture

 "God, Dad! Do you even realize what you just said?!" Aubrey shouted.Her words snapped Brooks back to his senses."I… Daughter! What just happened? What did I say?""You old fool, you just confessed to everything you’ve done!" Willy smirked."I didn’t do anything! I don’t know what you’re talking about, you brat!""Really? You’re shameless beyond belief. You don’t remember? Let me remind you." Willy took out his phone and played the recording, just as he had done before."Why?! Why can’t I, Brooks, have a son? I only have two useless daughters! Even if I had someone kidnap you and throw you away, what difference does it make? It’s been 20 years. The statute of limitations has passed—you can’t do anything!" The audio echoed through the first floor of W&L Tower, Brooks' voice clearly damning himself."You bastard! You tricked me!""Tricked you? H

“You’re all lying! You… ugh!” Brooks collapsed, fainting from the pressure. Aubrey, already in shock from learning her father had coerced and harassed others, stood frozen. While Brooks hadn’t treated her and Brooklyn well, he was still her father, and the situation unfolding before her left her utterly lost.“Oh, he’s passed out? Not a bad act. Paisley, get some water and splash it on his head. Then call the police!” Willy wasn’t sympathetic at all. He believed that Brooks should pay for the evil he had committed.“Yes, sir!” Paisley was quick to act. Instead of using the bottled water in the meeting room, she grabbed a ceramic cup and filled it with boiling water from the dispenser. She then doused Brooks with it without hesitation. Paisley harbored no mercy for someone like Brooks, especially given her past—almost being forced into marriage herself if not for her aunt’s fierce protection.“Ahhh! It’s burning!” Brooks screamed as he woke up, the hot water jolting him back to consciou

After a three-hour drive, Grayson finally arrived at Wellington Harbor. From a distance, the colossal port was dotted with boats and yachts, but what stood out the most was a massive, luxurious superyacht at the far end. Towering like a skyscraper, the yacht gleamed in white, adorned with various entertainment facilities. There was an outdoor pool, a gigantic waterslide, three elevated observation decks, and even a Ferris wheel in the middle, complete with a small bungee jumping platform on the side. The yacht exuded an aura of opulence, and its grandeur hinted at unimaginable luxuries within.On its side, the yacht's name shimmered in large letters: *Heart of the Ocean*.“Willy, we’re here. Where exactly is the reception point for that yacht or toy you mentioned? This port has hundreds of docks,” Grayson asked, scanning the area.“It’s right there, *Heart of the Ocean*,” Willy casually pointed.Violet and Grayson both

 After a night of passion, Willy and Violet finally fell asleep in the early morning. By the time they woke up, it was already late morning. Willy checked the updates from his various companies on his phone—everything in Washington seemed to be running smoothly. The economic crisis caused by the contagious skin disease was still affecting the market, but Willy had plenty of time and capital to weather the storm."Time to get up, sleepyhead!" Willy said, gently nudging Violet."Hmm... What time is it?" Violet asked, still half-asleep as she turned to check her phone."It's already noon!""Ah! It’s already twelve?!""Hehe, well, we did go to bed pretty late. Go take a shower. I’ve ordered some food. After we eat, let’s head back to New York. How does that sound?""Sounds great! I should get back too. I’ve been away for a few days, and I’m worried I might get rusty in my own work.""Rusty?