Chapter 3: Justin Harper

A black luxury car left Bayford City's airport, gliding smoothly down the road. In the back passenger seat sat a handsome man in a black suit, leaning back with his eyes closed. The light from the passing street lamps streaming through the car window cast a soft glow on his tired face. "Find out who leaked the information about my arrival," his deep, dignified voice echoed inside the car.

"Yes, Mister Harper," the assistant replied, glancing at him through the rearview mirror. "The news has been taken care of. There are no pictures or videos of you available now. However, for those who have already seen the news, we can't do anything about them. But it's late at night, so the number of viewers must be low."

After half an hour, the car arrived at an upscale villa area and entered the gates of a luxurious residence. The driver stepped out and opened the door for the man. As he stepped out, a sweet voice welcomed him.

"Justin, you are finally back." An elderly woman in a simple, knee-length elegant dress, holding a cane, walked towards him with a gentle smile on her lips.

Despite his fatigue, he offered a light smile. "Grandma."

She looked around playfully. "I don't see any grandma here."

"Julia," he corrected himself, "at this hour of night, you should have been sleeping, instead of waiting for me?"

"I could not wait to see you, Justin," she hugged him gently. "Tell me you're not going back."

"I'm not," he assured her. "Where's Father?"

"That grumpy brat is in the drawing room."

The two entered the drawing room where James Harper was watching the news, his expression serious. His gold-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose gave him a scholarly appearance. James Harper was one of the most renowned businessmen in the country, the head of the richest business empire.

He looked at the newcomer who greeted him, "Father."

James offered a light nod. "I saw the news. Though it has been removed now, this can't continue. What do you plan to do?" His voice was deep and dignified, face lacking any particular emotion.

Julia frowned. "He just arrived home after so many years, and instead of caring about him, you're acting like a businessman even at home."

glance and turned to his father. "I will reveal myself when the time is right. I do not want unnecessary attention when I need

hummed in

dinner. I have prepared everything you

years ago. He didn't have many memories of this room, as he had spent only a few days here after he was brought in the Harper family when he was ten

of three had dinner together, James retired to his

a sigh of relief once James was gone. "Justin,

her room. She handed him a file. "You have to go to

saw a picture of a young girl in a

daughter of Caryn and Jay Ford, mother deceased, lives with grandparents, father, stepmother and sister. There was other additional information about her

not trying to set me up on

nonsense. This

"Sister? How is

James's biological daughter, but

was speechless for a moment before he

body isn't as healthy as it used to be. You're the only one I can trust to execute this task." She looked at the file

sister. Was his grandma going senile, or was this some new prank? He squinted, trying to see if her features

His grandma looked pained.

her home," Her hopeful eyes turned pleading, "Please, would

I will," Justin

not do for them. "But I want to verify the information given first. I need to see what kind of person she is. If she's greedy and will disturb the peace of our home, I won't

worry about. Caryn's daughter is just like her. She can't be a bad person. You can trust my judgment." His grandma

was barely seven. She's now in her twenties. A lot can happen in those

want, but in the end, I want the daughter of this family

turned to leave with the file. "Good night,

if she comes back, your position in the family will remain the same," Julia commented, as she watched his retreating back, "You

look at her but replied, "That's the least of my concerns, and you know

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