Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 610:

Elyse drove to the headquarters of the Lloyd Group. With Lanny behind bars, the authorities had shuttered the business.

By the time Elyse arrived, the employees had already stripped the place of anything valuable, leaving behind only the husk of a once-thriving company.

Papers littered the floor, and chairs were haphazardly strewn throughout the deserted office space.

Surveying the chaos, Elyse felt a pang of sadness. “My father built this company from the ground up,” she said, her voice tinged with melancholy.

“It flourished in its early days, poised to make a mark in Watscar. I never imagined it would come to this after falling into Lanny’s hands.”

Morgan, who had accompanied Elyse, offered her analysis with a calm demeanor.

“Lanny was never cut out for this. He lacked any real business sense. When he took over, he relied solely on those capable employees. It didn’t take long for everyone here to see him for what he was, and many talented individuals quit one after another.”

Elyse nodded, her resolve firming. “I need to visit the CEO’s office. That’s where my father spent his days.”

the original meeting reports.” Those reports had all been signed by Rickey, and

She doubted that much of anything remained in the ravaged company, especially

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barren as she had anticipated, devoid of surprises. She stepped on a sheet of paper lying on the

the office, crafted from solid wood, this hefty desk bore the marks of many years,

her childhood visits to the office,

her hands on its surface, her mind went blank, her gaze hollow. How she wished her dad were still alive. She

of emotions, Elyse crouched down awkwardly, clasping her hands around her knees as

grief, and her attention was drawn to the three drawers on each side of

release, she yanked open the drawers. Upon opening the second drawer on the right, she

She reached in, her fingers brushing against a small notebook tucked away

notebook. The notebook was old,

contents nearly knocked the wind out of her—these were the musings of her dad, penned in his diary. Realizing she had stumbled upon her father’s personal writings, a wave of

a moment of internal struggle, Elyse lifted her gaze and whispered into the stillness, “I’m sorry, Dad. I need to understand you better. Please don’t hold