Sometimes, all it took was a glance or a subtle gesture from Teresa for Yvette to sense her mood shift or read her thoughts.
“It’s alright,” Yvette murmured gently, offering comfort.
Only then did Teresa slowly nod, looking a bit more at ease.
Luther quickly apologized, but Lionel, ever the easygoing type, didn’t think Luther was at fault at all—he saw no need for an apology.
“Mr. Harper, you and your family have come such a long way—I hope we haven’t been remiss in our welcome,” Lyman said to Lionel with a cordial smile.
Lionel shook his head. “No need for apologies. If anything, I should be the one to say sorry. I rushed over here because there’s something very important to me—I wanted to get it settled as soon as possible.”
“Anything you need, Mr. Harper, just say the word. I’ll do everything I can to help,” Lyman replied.
Lionel was the founder of The Harper Group, a name recognized across the globe.
Beyond developing real estate in Blackmire and throughout the mainland, The Harper Group owned dozens of ports around the world, both large and small.
Whenever The Etheridge Group needed to export their products, they inevitably had to work with The Harper Group.
So, Lionel and Lyman had always maintained a strong relationship.
But this was the first time Lionel had come to the mainland in such a high-profile manner, and the first time he had personally reached out to Lyman.
“Thank you,” Lionel said, his tone sincere.
Then, glancing at Lyman, he asked, “I heard that you’re married now?”
Lyman smiled. “Yes, I am.”
Lionel chuckled. “That’s truly a shame. I’d been hoping to introduce you to a few wonderful ladies from Blackmire.”
After all, who doesn’t have a few personal motives? If Lyman had hit it off with one of the women Lionel introduced, it would have been a boon for The Harper Group’s plans to expand into the mainland market.
Pity, such a pity.
A shadow flickered in Lionel’s eyes. “We’ll see. She might not even want to come with me.”
For years, Lionel had believed his mother had abandoned him, and he hated her for it. Every letter she sent, he tore up without reading, swearing in front of his father that he’d never see that woman again.
It wasn’t until this year, when his father was on his deathbed, that the truth finally came out.
His father had been lying all along.
His mother hadn’t run off and left her family. In reality, his father had cheated on her—and worse, had been abusive. She’d had no choice but to leave.
But his father couldn’t bear the thought of her taking Lionel away, and to protect his own image as a good father, he slandered her in front of Lionel.
Learning the truth had left Lionel stunned—and deeply regretful.
He’d made a vow to himself: he would find his mother, apologize, and beg for her forgiveness.
Lionel let out a long, heavy sigh.
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