Clayton was livid, his anger boiling over.

"All those lessons your folks drummed into you, might as well have been told to a brick wall! You good-for-nothing!"

Carl's face darkened with rage.

"You had the whole highway to yourself, but no, you chose the tightrope. Go ahead, be that way. I've said my piece. I've done my duty as a brother. Just don't come crying to me for help later on! My conscience is clear, and I'm out!"

With a scoff, Carl stood up and left.

The rest followed suit, their egos inflated, eyes filled with resentment and scorn.

"Fine, if you'd rather face the music than enjoy the feast, see you at the shareholders' meeting in three days!"

They seemed to forget, who had been footing their bills all these years?

And who was it that single-handedly founded Hawkins Sea-freight?

They were living off Clayton's hard work, yet now they dared to lord over him!

Greedy and cold-hearted!

but wolves in

remained seated, his lips pressed thin, his facial muscles trembling

offer some words of comfort but

courage and integrity, loyal and true-hearted. Yet,

daughter missing, his wife lost to her own mind, betrayed by

nurtured the Hawkins family for years,

tale of the

to turn things around now

she? It seemed

assistant away and went

down by the bed, next to Pamela, his

and they treat me like dirt! They're nothing but ungrateful

be even harder to find

be? I've searched so many places, why can't I find

miss Irene too. She's always been so timid, afraid of the dark! Every time I think of her

else care for her as we do? What if she encounters someone bad? Without us to protect her, can she

still okay?

overflowed as he spoke, a grown man of over fifty,

His heart was shattered.

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