Chapter 73- happiness
Harold had been wheeling and dealing in the business world for decades, always leaning on the family’s power to get where he was today. Now, with the aging Zanya out of the picture and the rising powerhouse ZT Group backing him, Harold felt unstoppable—fearless like never before.
"But I’m curious," Manfred said, crossing his legs casually, completely unbothered by Harold’s presence, his tone sharp and deliberate. "As your future son-in-law, how come the young master of Black Rock Co. just stood by and watched his own father-in-law fall into trouble without lifting a finger?"
Harold blinked, shaking his head. "Manfred, you’ve got it all wrong. The boss of Black Rock Co. isn’t my son-in-law. My youngest daughter is married to Philip Elwin—Philip, not him."
Manfred, now the major investor behind Louis Corp, naturally had no reason to doubt Harold’s words.
"Tsk, tsk," Manfred scoffed, a twisted grin creeping onto his face. "Louis, you don’t know your daughter as well as I do. Your little Janet’s been carrying Charles’s child. They even went abroad on vacation together last month. How conservative can your thinking still be? Philip, ha! Do you really think your daughter’s some chaste maiden, waiting faithfully by a cripple’s side?"
His laugh was wild, half-mocking, half-revealing a bitter truth he hated to admit. Ever since Charles took Janet overseas, Manfred knew he had seized the upper hand—Janet’s heart belonged entirely to Charles.
"What did you say? That’s impossible!" Harold stood up in disbelief, like he’d just heard a nightmare come true, repeating the words as if to make sure.
"Oh, and I’ve heard the latest cooperation between Louis Corp and Meibang was all orchestrated by Charles. It was intentional. Do you get that?" Manfred said lazily, as if discussing the weather.
"Why would he do that?" Harold knew all too well Charles’s ruthless methods. He thought Charles was just too powerful to escape, but if this was deliberate sabotage, then why had Charles coldly refused him when he came begging? Even invoking Janet hadn’t moved him.
Harold recalled that day vividly. Charles had outright rejected him—unmoved, indifferent.
"Well, that’s for you to figure out. Everything he’s done—every move—was for the woman he loves. Harold, what have you ever done for your daughter?" Manfred teased with a sly grin.