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.

wrestling with his inner turmoil, Mitchel seized the moment. "Dad, why not share with Beuford the letter you claimed to be handwritten by my

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

room stunned, and

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

humiliated,

explicit wishes!" Alexis appeal to Kyler's authority was a desperate bid

Dixon lineage, a stance codified within our family's charter to deter

a sliver of respect by withholding a full condemnation. Nevertheless,

slammed his hand against the table, glaring

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

stark visual contrast to

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

by Mitchel's authority, recognizing that the balance

before him not as the young lad he

significance of Beuford's position, let me make it clear. To my grandfather, Beuford was much more

depth of Beuford's loyalty and bravery. "In times of danger, it was Beuford who stood 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 narrative, familiar to the elder shareholders of the company, underscored the deep bond Kyler and Beuford shared, highlighting Alexis' disrespectful treatment of ‘someone his father esteemed as

shareholders, leading to whispers and glances that left Alexis exposed and humiliated, his prior