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?"

year, returning with tales of navigating through three thousand

of the storms. He told me, 'Sailing the seas, you're bound

over the past twenty years. A light breeze or minor

feelings complex, but

away, wiping

the fierce battles between the Richardson siblings could understand the

reproachfully. He took out a handkerchief, gently and meticulously dabbing at her tears. "It's been hard on

Twenty years of regret and tenderness were

been hard on them," Jennifer replied. "Back then, we had no choice but to act as we

the tears from her cheeks, folding the checkered

He approached Leanne, beginning

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