My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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"I'm sorry too, Mr. Sims!"

A man stepped forward. "I sealed the windows on purpose so you wouldn't see any light."

Another added, "I made sure the door was cracked at night to let the cold air in while you slept."

"I didn't do much, but I led the charge to badmouth you for days. I'm sorry."

"..."

One after another, members of the Special Division bowed their heads in apology, not just out of guilt but out of growing admiration for the elderly man standing before them.

Even those who had done nothing wrong followed suit, apologizing and showing their respect.

Then, a steady voice cut through the crowd. "Let me through."

Everyone parted as Brian walked up, eyes fixed on old Mr. Sims.

He saw the man's white hair, frail body, and shaky steps, but most of all, he saw those eyes—steady and unbroken.

The weight of it hit Brian like a punch to the gut.

in front

froze, startled. "What are you doing? Get up,

I've known you my whole life, and I know the kind of person you are. But because of this stupid Special Division position, I let myself grow suspicious and resentful toward you. And when everything went south, I didn't question it—I

with a sharp knock, the sound echoing in the room, making

his forehead was

ready to bow again when old Mr. Sims chuckled, shaking his

froze, the familiar nickname hitting him hard. Memories of his younger years flooded back, and he blinked, his eyes suddenly red-rimmed. He wanted to say

pulled him to his feet. "You've done a good job all

long ago, but I had to stay on for Barry's sake. It's only natural you'd have some hard feelings. But even so, I've

smiled. "You're my pride. I know you'll

blinked in shock. "What are

Mr. Sims glanced over at Barry Brandt, smiling. "Barry's back, so there's no need for me to hang on to this job any longer. It's time for me to retire. As for the money in my account, I didn't touch a cent because I was afraid it'd be flagged. Now, it can

in corruption; the money in his

tightened even more, and his eyes filled with

Sims' arm. "You've worked so hard all these years, but you could have retired.

your account. It was only a matter of time

as the full weight of old

He understood now.

Sims never stayed in his position for the power or the title. He stayed to

been in charge, he would have been the one thrown into prison and branded as

regret overwhelmed