Chapter 66: Chapter 66

Chapter 66:

However, as Lonnie flipped open the folder, his expression suddenly changed to one of displeasure, and he turned to Brenton.

He asked his son sternly, “Brenton Sanderson, didn’t I instruct you to select companies with assets over two billion dollars for Harlee? What are all these?”

Brenton massaged his forehead.

“Dad, please relax.

Harlee doesn’t have the experience to manage such large companies.

For now, these smaller ones are more suitable for her to start with. The larger ones are simply not feasible.”

Lonnie stood up abruptly.

“Nonsense! You will provide the authorization documents today.”

“Dad.” Harlee’s calm, soothing voice cut through the tension, gentle and convincing.

Lonnie looked over, his expression transforming as if touched by an angelic tune, his face a mix of shock and emotion, nearly tearful.

“Harlee, what did you just call me?”

Harlee was taken aback for a moment. Under her father’s hopeful look, she repeated, “Dad.”

“Yes! Oh, my sweetheart!” Lonnie replied, his voice choked with emotion.

“It’s been days since your return, and now I finally hear you call me dad. This is…”

At that moment, sobs broke out nearby.

Harlee glanced over.

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Skyla was theatrically dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief, appearing profoundly distressed, gazing at Harlee as though she were a character from a tragic play.

“You call him dad but never call me mom.”

Harlee pursed her lips, exhaled softly, and after a pause, said quietly, “Mom.”

“Yes, dear!” Skyla replied with a big smile, her mood changing immediately.

Then, with a sniffle, Skyla added, “You never called us before, and your father and I worried that you hadn’t forgiven us for the mix-up at birth when you were swapped…”

“That’s not true,” Harlee responded.

The mood had grown too sentimental for Harlee’s comfort. She quickly redirected the conversation to the earlier matter.

“Dad, Mom, I don’t need a company as compensation. I want to focus on my own career.”

“What are you interested in, Harlee? I can help you,” Lonnie said eagerly.

“No, thanks.

Dad, I’d rather stand on my own.” Harlee declined promptly.

During her stay with the Gill family, Harlee had observed how daughters were often used merely as pawns in marriage, to benefit the family. Now, even though the Sandersons showered her with affection and her father was ready to endow her with substantial assets, Harlee firmly believed in earning her own money and fighting for her own power.

Anything she achieved on her own would be indisputably hers.

Furthermore, leaning on her parents’ support would be too straightforward and too simple. With the Sanderson family’s influence, anyone, even the least capable, could find success. Yet, Harlee was drawn to challenges.

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