"What's wrong?" Morgan looked at Dylan who had been sitting quietly on the couch. This kid was acting weird. Suddenly coming and then staying silent without any intention of asking about his condition. "If you have something important to say, just say it. I'll help you if I can.""Who am I in your life, Dad?""My son. You and Demian are my proud sons,""Really?"Without hesitation Morgan nodded his head. His gaze stayed on Dylan, noticing the change in expression on his face. There seemed to be a great deal of pent-up anger there, making him wonder what was going on. "Dad, all this time I've always hoped to become Demian's recognized younger brother. But my hopes have always ended in rejection and humiliation. Despite all the chaos and fights that happened between us, I actually love him very much. However, it seems like today will be the final limit for me to let that hope exist in my heart. I give up," Dylan said in a voice that was not too big. His chest felt tight as he delivered
In a five-star restaurant, two men were sitting opposite each other. One of the two men seemed to be lost in reverie and not listening to the other. His gaze was blank. Sadness as well as deep hurt were clearly painted there. "Wow, amazing. This is the only word you deserve from me. Amazing. Incredible. Hahahaha!""Can that data destroy Demian?" Dylan asked softly. This was probably the craziest thing he had ever done since he decided to take Demian's position. Willingly giving away important company data that had given him so much comfort. Demian's ego forced him to go this far. "Mr.Dylan, are you kidding me? With all this data, not only Demian will be destroyed, but your family as well. Although I can't guarantee that all of you will be homeless, at least this data leak is enough to drain almost ninety-six percent of the wealth owned by the Stewart family. Do you understand how much stock affects a family? It's like life.""Yes, I know that.""So, are you absolutely sure you want
With hasty steps, Niel walked into his boss's office clutching a file in his hand. He had a tense look on his face, and both sides of his jaw were tight. Niel was holding back emotions as well as panic over something. "Sir, this is bad news!" Without knocking, Niel opened the door to his boss's room. After that he walked over quickly. "The company's data was leaked to the opposing party and now the shareholders are on their way here. They are demanding that we hold a meeting today.""What? Company data was leaked?"Demian's eyes widened at Niel's report. He immediately threw down the cell phone he was holding and snatched the file from Niel's hand. "How did this happen? Didn't I ask you to take good care of all this important data?""Please forgive my negligence, sir.""What did you say? Sorry?" Demian laughed widely as he glared at Niel who had just apologized. "The situation is already like this how dare you apologize. You think that's the right thing to do? What a jerk you are. Se
"Can you explain why the data was leaked?""Who are you to demand that I explain. Don't be ignorant!" snapped Demian while clenching both fists. He felt like firing a shot into this guy's mouth. So presumptuous and unaware of position. "Do you think having a small stake in B&F Corporation allows you to say what you want and give orders as you please? Of course not. The shares you all have are not much more than my own. So don't try to exert pressure just because a problem like this arises. Staying quiet and waiting is the best decision so that your lives won't be disrupted. Understand?""So you're threatening us?" asked one of the people feeling unacceptable. If they usually felt intimidated, this time they didn't. The arrogant man in front of them could not have dared to act violently because there were many journalists covering the story. So they were safe. "Why not?"Demian's gaze was fixed on the dozens of camera lenses that kept falling on him. He tilted his head, holding back h
The valley of death, let's call it. Dylan sat quietly in the car as he stared at the screen of his cell phone that was constantly on. Since five minutes ago, someone had been calling him. But Dylan had no intention of answering. It was useless."Even if you cry blood, I will not leave this country. I am prepared for all the risks that will occur," Dylan said bitterly. His gaze was sad, helpless. "Niel, you might not be as cruel as Demian. Maybe if I had asked father for help, he would have asked you to tell me where mom was. However, I don't want to make you a traitor in Demian's eyes. It's enough that I sacrifice myself for his ego, you don't!"After years of holding out hope of being considered, Dylan finally came to the decision to end it all. Secretly stealing important data from one of the family's sources of wealth, blinded by too much heartache and disappointment. His mother was being held captive somewhere. As a child, it is only natural that Dylan is determined to use all kin
Dylan and Demian stood facing each other. Their gazes were both sharp, implying no familial relationship behind it. "I didn't realize you and Niel were such traitors. It's lucky I came in time to expose your conspiracy!" Demian said without hesitation. "Don't just accuse. Niel is not a traitor!" countered Dylan. "He has nothing to do with what's going on. So don't try to hurt him or you'll be dealing directly with me!""Oh, getting defensive huh?"A faint smirk seemed to grace Demian's lips at Dylan's blatant defense of Niel. This was surprising. It was unexpected that the person he trusted the most had the heart to form an alliance with someone he considered an enemy. Fortunately, Demian hadn't let Niel go earlier. Otherwise, their rottenness would definitely not have been exposed. "Do you realize how arrogant and greedy you are? What did my mother and I do wrong? Why do you have the heart to sell them to bandits?""Whatever I want to do. This is the fruit of that snake woman's st
Demian's body stiffened strongly. Suddenly a strange feeling rushed into his mind. Big brother? This wasn't the first time Dylan had called him that, but why did it feel different now? What was wrong? Couldn't it be because he felt sorry for him? "Big brother, is it okay if I call you this?" said Dylan again asking for permission. His defenses were weakening, and he realized death had arrived. "Ever since I understood that we were brothers, I've been hoping to be allowed to call you brother. Is this too whiny for a man of my stature?"Dylan's words were full of deep sadness. Unexpectedly, a clear liquid dripped from the corner of his eye, a sign of a hidden wound. With Dylan lying on the ground and his face bruised and bloody, he expressed his sadness accompanied by soft sobs. "I've waited so long for the moment to be able to talk to you as a brother, not as an enemy or someone you consider a stranger. Brother, I'm your younger brother, right?""Nonsense, don't try to make me think!"
"Sir, please don't be stubborn. Your condition is still very weak. Stay here and let the guards do the work. Okay?""Don't get in my way. Dylan is in danger, his life is at stake. How can I just lie back and relax when my son's life is on the line?!" shouted Morgan in frustration. The IV tube in his hand had been forcibly removed, causing blood to splatter on the floor and blanket. There was no more pain, no more weakness. All that remained was fear and worry. "Get out of the way. Let me get out of here. Demian's temper is very bad. Only I can prevent him from killing Dylan. Please get out of the way!"Knock knock knock"Dad, I... gosh, what's going on here?"Rosalind, who had guessed that her father-in-law must have made a mess after hearing the news that Demian wanted to kill Dylan, decided to come to the hospital immediately. And sure enough. Arriving in this room she found that her father-in-law was throwing a tantrum and rebelling to be let go. Immediately, he played a charade. N