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

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. It simply discusses my father's desire to integrate Henley into our lineage..." "Impossible!" Beuford's interjection cut through the room before Alexis could

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

hands balled into fists so tight that they whitened, his gaze burning into Beuford with barely

and humiliated, insisted louder,

This letter outlines my father's explicit wishes!" Alexis appeal to Kyler's authority was a desperate bid to

our family's charter to deter opportunistic claims." Kyler's legacy was one of moral fortitude, staunchly resistant to any form of

a sliver of respect by withholding a full condemnation. Nevertheless, the message was clear,

hand against the table, glaring at

long service to my 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

and humiliated, a stark visual contrast

choose your next words carefully." The threat in Mitchel's tone was palpable, silencing

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

of Mitchel, who stood before him not as

fully grasp the significance of Beuford's position, let me make it clear. To my grandfather, Beuford was much more than a butler.”

Beuford not just as a loyal aide but as a brother, in both life and peril." This narrative, familiar

a stir among the shareholders, leading to whispers and glances that left Alexis exposed