Evander's POV
After finishing my conversation with Claire, I retreated to my study, my mind clouded with thoughts. The day had been emotionally draining, but there was one person I owed a debt of gratitude to—my father.
He had never been present for me growing up, and for the longest time, I carried resentment toward him. Yet, when I reached out for his help during one of the darkest periods of my life, he didn't hesitate. His unwavering support left me with a sense of gratitude I hadn't expected. Perhaps, after all these years, there was still a bond that could be salvaged.
A Week Ago
"Boss, what do you think we should do about your mother?" Zaniel asked, his tone laced with concern. "It's not like we can tackle this situation on our own. Her reach is… significant."
