Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Maddox didn't show his feelings, as years of navigating the high seas of the business world had taught him to keep a calm facade, no matter the storm.

He turned to his elder son. "Phillip, what's your take on this?"

Leanne glanced at Phillip, too.

Phillip didn't owe her anything. After all, he was the heir apparent to the Richardson Group empire. Whatever hardships and tempests VectorVista might face, they'd impact him directly. Dressed in a sharp, dark suit, Phillip's face, resembling Curtis', was calm and composed.

Amidst expectant looks, he said, "Curtis is not Uncle Hanley, and I'm not in this fight alone like you were back in the day. Curtis has been wronged over Uncle Hanley's affairs for many years, and I feel guilty toward him."

Seeing Curtis struggle against family constraints with his talents shackled pained Phillip deeply.

"When this comes to light, the repercussions for VectorVista are unpredictable," Maddox pressed on, "Have you considered all that?"

a brief pause, Phillip recalled, "On Curtis' eighteenth birthday, you gifted him a yacht. He circumnavigated the globe that year, returning with tales of navigating through three thousand miles of open sea and five-meter-high

'Sailing the seas, you're bound to hit

mere sailboat to a colossal ship over the past twenty years. A light breeze or minor waves

looked at his sons, his feelings complex, but pride and relief

turned away, wiping

the fierce battles between the Richardson

He took out a handkerchief, gently and

Twenty years of regret and

"Back then, we had no choice but

from her cheeks,

He approached Leanne, beginning

had people searching for you relentlessly. Unfortunately, we were a step behind, failing to save your parents in time. My selfish desire to protect

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during your abduction recorded everything. I managed to save the memory card