Chapter 1364:

With slow, deliberate motion, Nikolas turned his head, his expression a strange blend of shock and unmistakable joy.

The housekeeper recoiled slightly, taken off guard by the look of sheer surprise and uncontained joy on Nikolas’ face. “Mr. McCoy, are you about to laugh, or cry?”

Nikolas erupted into laughter, the sound wild and unhinged, as if he’d lost touch with reason.

The housekeeper paused, uncertainty creeping into her voice as she pointed to the photos in his hand. “Your father made it clear no one was to touch them while he was upstairs.”

A spark of realization lit up in Nikolas’ eyes. “Are they my father’s?”

The housekeeper nodded gravely. “Yes, but he told me to burn them. I haven’t had the chance yet. Mr. McCoy, please hand them over.”

Nikolas waved her off, his tone light. “No need for that. Go prepare my dinner instead. I want the finest seafood platter you’ve got.”

The housekeeper blinked, her confusion clear. “But can you handle it? Your father insisted the photos must be burned.”

it. Just tell my father they’ve been burned. Don’t mention that I did it, though,

nodded, her voice soft with surprise. “Mr. McCoy, you’re

had gone, he eagerly inspected the photos once more before pulling out his

to see you at eight tonight. I’ve got something important

sent, only to be

next chapter

moment, Nikolas

Nikolas carried the photos upstairs, securing

had actually become

out? Wouldn’t he lose

that would place him as the sole heir to McCoy Group. Lately, Nikolas had been sinking

to dinner, his steps light. During the meal, Hamilton descended for a drink, his gaze

turned to the housekeeper, his voice sharp. “Has

cut her off, unable to hold back. “Yes. I tried to check it, but she kept being all mysterious, saying I couldn’t. Father,

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