357 Darwin sat in his study, staring at the paperwork scattered across his desk. His mind kept drifting back to the intense conversation with his mother. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story of his father's disappearance. His mother had warned him against digging into the
358 With that, she turned on her heel and stormed out of the study, leaving Darwin standing alone, the weight of her warning hanging heavy in the air. He felt a mix of anger and sadness, his fists clenching at his sides. His mother’s refusal to support his search for the truth only strengthened his
359 ~Few days later, ~ A few days later, Gilles returned to Harrison's office. He looked tense, the weight of his mission evident in his posture. Harrison eyed him from behind the desk, fingers drumming impatiently. "You better have news, Gilles," Harrison growled, his eyes narrowing. "If not, t
360 The doctor finished stitching Harrison's hand and wrapped it in a bandage. "You need to keep this clean and dry," he advised. "And try not to use it too much for a few days." Harrison barely nodded, his mind already racing ahead. He needed to find Darwin, to make him suffer as he was suffering
361 ### Back in the Corporate Arena Weston Manufacturing Corp. was a hive of activity as the team grappled with the mounting threats from Silverwood Innovations. Darwin stood at the head of the conference table, his eyes scanning the room filled with anxious executives. He clenched his fists, feel
362 As the week progressed, the team continued to implement their strategies. Darwin worked closely with Claire and the executive team, scrutinizing every detail, adjusting their plans as needed. The long hours and constant pressure were taking a toll, but Darwin refused to falter. One evening, as
363 Harrison continued pacing back and forth in his office, his mind swirling with dark thoughts. How could one man have simply disappeared without a trace? It was inconceivable. An insult that cut deep. He ran his good hand through his hair in frustration, tugging at the strands. The pain in his
364 Max leaned forward, his fists clenched. "Harrison wants to know why your men have been meeting with his enemies. He wants answers, and he wants them now." Hale's eyes flickered with fear, but he quickly masked it. "I don't know what you're talking about." Max's voice lowered, a dangerous edge