And when he first woke up, he seemed to hear him call out, still unsure.
This time, it was finally confirmed—the long-awaited "Dad" finally came out from his son's mouth.
"Dad, take a good rest. You've been working too hard lately, which is why you suddenly fainted. Put everything aside for now; recovering your health is the key."
By rights, the father should have retired by now, not supposed to be overworked; it's the age to enjoy his remaining years. Why would he be overworked to the point of fainting?
Turstin Muller couldn't comprehend.
He connected his father's tightly furrowed brow with his rapidly aging face; something must have happened to cause him worry!
"Alas..." Bennet Reed sighed deeply, leaning against the headboard, looking at the swaying tree shadows outside. How could he let go?
Now is a very critical time.
The news hasn't leaked out yet, nor have the stock prices been affected, but once the news breaks, it will be hard to reverse,.
