"You know..." Zephyr was on the verge of criticizing how Lysander's career seemed overly influenced by a woman. But then he saw him in his wheelchair and remembered the grave words Dr. Funke had shared with him. Lysander might never stand again!

When Lysander first learned of this harsh reality, his expression froze. Zephyr could sense the turmoil within him, knowing how bitter it must be to accept his inability to stand.

Lysander's personal fortune was vast, ensuring he'd never worry about the essentials in life. Had it not been for someone dear to him, he wouldn't have even considered diving back into the business world in his current state. Yet, here he was, daring to face the business world head-on, despite his paralysis, all to fulfill someone else's dream.

Regardless of his motives, it was clear that Lysander was not giving up on life. He was still moving forward, still fighting for a meaningful existence.

Zephyr, caught in a wave of emotion, sighed deeply and said, "Alright, if you've made up your mind, I won't say more."

At the heart of it, Lysander meant well. He wasn't out to ruin the Sinclair family but to reignite Payton's drive. If Payton couldn't rise to the occasion, the Sinclair Group was doomed either way. Lysander's actions, at the very least, could serve as a wake-up call for Payton to start taking his responsibilities seriously.

he recognized his limitations. With the

mind, lifted his gaze and asked, "Out with it.

Thalassa and I are planning to visit the kids at school," Lysander

into Lysander's determined eyes for a moment, knowing full well

Originally, he had opposed

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regained his spirit and had his own plans, Zephyr knew he couldn't interfere. "I'll have a word with the

said, finally maneuvering his

waiting for Lysander on the couch, seemingly dozed off from the long wait. Her

her elbow rested on a cushion, her palm supporting her head, she was

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