Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 486 An elderly gentleman with a distinguished mane of graying hair, adorned in a garment of dark cyan silk, made his

entrance with Matteo's assistance.

Alexis gaze sharpened upon recognizing the man. It was indeed Beuford, Kyler's personal butler, a figure of unwavering loyalty who had retreated to oversee Kyler's grave at Mount Moriah following Kyler's demise.

Alexis had nearly forgotten Beuford, half-convinced that the latter had passed away due to the years that had slipped by.

Yet, here Beuford stood, very much alive.

"You ungrateful bastard! Why have you pulled Beuford away from his duties, disrupting his tranquility?" Alexis ‘accusation against Mitchel betrayed a hint of a tremble in his voice, perhaps unaware of the emotion it carried.

Beuford had been a formidable presence in the Dixon household, one who had never bent the knee to Alexis ‘authority.

Before Mitchel could interject, Beuford took the floor, his voice carrying the weight of years yet resolute. "Mr. Alexis Dixon, this visit was of my own volition, not at Mr. Mitchel Dixon's urging." The unease on Alexis' face was palpable as he managed a strained smile. "And what caused your presence here, Beuford?" "I came upon learning of your recent endeavors within the Dixon Group, which brought to mind the final charge Mr.

Kyler Dixon entrusted to me, Beuford stated, his voice gaining volume as he brushed his beard. "He warned me, ‘Alexis lacks stability. In my absence, you must steer him on my behalf." The authority with which Beuford spoke mirrored that of Kyler himself, a testament to the years spent under the patriarch's influence.

Alexis, attempting to mask his mounting ire, diverted his gaze downward. He was tormented by the nation that even beyond the grave, Kyler's dominance shadowed his every

step.

"Dad, why not share with Beuford the letter you claimed to be handwritten by my grandfather? Caught

mention of a letter handwritten by Kyler, pressed further, "A handwritten letter from Mr. Kyler Dixon exists? Mr. Alexis Dixon, why not let us see it?" Alexis faltered. "Well, it's... It's not of great consequence.

decisive rebuttal left the room stunned, and Henley's composure broke, his visage

tight that they whitened, his gaze burning into

humiliated,

appeal to

Beuford's response was unyielding. "Mr. Kyler Dixon would never authorize such a directive. He held a stringent view against acknowledging any illegitimate offspring within the Dixon lineage, a stance codified within our family's charter to deter opportunistic claims." Kyler's legacy was one of moral fortitude, staunchly resistant to any form of scandal or dishonor. The notion of an illegitimate heir gaining

withholding a full condemnation. Nevertheless, the message

patience snapped. He slammed his hand against the table,

father, need I remind you of your station? You remain a servant of this family, nothing more." Alexis' words were utterly devoid of respect, a clear indication of his disregard for decency. In a sudden movement, he ordered his security, "Get this liar out of here!" However, before they could act on Alexis' command, Mitchel's reaction

Alexis drenched and humiliated, a stark visual contrast

next words carefully." The threat in Mitchel's tone was

Alexis felt dwarfed by Mitchel's authority, recognizing that the balance of power

before him not as the young lad he once belittled but as

might not fully grasp the significance of Beuford's position, let me make it clear. To my grandfather, Beuford was much more than a butler.” Alexis, already simmering with anger from the unexpected confrontation, found himself at

between my grandfather and harm, enduring wounds in his stead. My grandfather himself regarded Beuford not just as a loyal aide but as a brother, in both life and peril." This

whispers and glances that left Alexis exposed