Dawn was almost breaking.

The doctor and nurse promptly entered the room for an examination. Not long after, Mark regained consciousness.

At first, he was somewhat disoriented. However, when the top management of Olsen Group came to visit, he finally regained his senses.

"It's just a minor illness, and yet you all came to see me. It's no big deal. No need to worry."

"No way, we were all concerned about your health. If something were to happen to you, Olsen Group would be without a backbone."

"That's right! Luckily, you're blessed with good fortune, so you'll definitely be fine."

"However, why did the illness suddenly come back?"

The group stood before the sickbed, chattering away. They spoke with apparent concern, but in reality, they were probing.

With a casual glance, Mark said, "Don't let their exaggerations fool you; it's just a minor issue. They're really making a mountain out of a molehill. You all should head back." Everyone exchanged glances. It was clear that his complexion wasn't too good.

"Mr. Olsen, we've been hearing rumors these past few days about your esteemed daughter returning home. Is there any truth to it?"

This was what they came for.

Mark didn't feel like dealing with them, so Claudia tactfully took over and said, "She has indeed returned. If there's a chance, I'll introduce her to everyone." Everyone chuckled, all in agreement.

she joins the corporation, you should definitely give us a heads up in advance so

curved her lips into a smile, not giving a

to probe wouldn't be quite appropriate. Hence, after exchanging a few pleasantries, the group eventually

up. Hasn't it always been like this over the years? The slightest hint of trouble, and they swarm in like flies

remained stern, yet there was a fleeting moment of softness when his gaze fell upon the small

cooking a pot of oatmeal

voice to say to Mark, "She

resentment in Mark's

oatmeal was done

a bit. Despite spending a long time mentally preparing herself, she still didn't dare to take it out.

throat and asked Claudia, "What am

"Oatmeal."

back to reality,

the

you to eat light food.

oatmeal, with just a touch

honey added."

then turned

was suddenly empty, leaving only the father and daughter alone

to an IV and unable to use his hands. Left with no other choice, Josie reluctantly sat by the window, feeding him with a spoon.

yet he didn't open his mouth. He stared intently at Josie, the usual warmth

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