Chapter 896: Chapter 896

Chapter 896:

“Yes, I intend to assume leadership of the Green Group and safeguard his legacy.” Harlee’s bold request left Nathaniel stunned.

He hadn’t seen it coming. The thought of Harlee safeguarding his grandson’s legacy had never crossed his mind.

Besides Nathaniel, Cullen’s reaction mirrored Nathaniel’s surprise. To those less acquainted with Harlee, her motives could seem suspect, as if she intended to wrest control of the Green Group for herself.

Nathaniel mulled over her declaration and finally inquired, “Why would you choose to do that?”

“He’s still alive,” Harlee claimed, her voice carrying a weight of conviction meant as much for herself as for Nathaniel.

Upon hearing this, Nathaniel’s eyes shot open in surprise.

He realized that Harlee truly believed Rhys was still out there somewhere, and she was determined to wait for his return.

With a deep, weary sigh, Nathaniel lowered his head.

He also harbored hope that his grandson was alive, yet he was reluctant for this steadfast young woman to waste her best years waiting.

“That’s hardly enough to convince me.” After all, it wasn’t just a matter of entrusting the Green Group to Harlee.

He feared tying her to his absent grandson could bind her indefinitely. If Rhys never came back…

Yet, Harlee’s voice hardened with resolve.

“It’s enough for me.”

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She then laid out a document before Nathaniel, a strategic development plan for the Green Group she had painstakingly crafted over three nights.

“This outlines the next three years for the company.”

She stopped there, confident that Nathaniel, ever the astute businessman, would see the inherent value in her proposal.

Nathaniel, however, didn’t glance at the document. With a firm hand resting on the paper, he looked at Harlee and asked seriously, “Harlee, is this what you really want?”

Harlee’s expression softened as she absorbed Nathaniel’s implied question.

He sought to ask if she was truly prepared to dedicate her life to the hope of Rhys’ return against the odds. Without a flicker of doubt, her response came confidently.

“Yes, I am resolute in my decision.”

Nathaniel’s face conveyed a silent acceptance as he reached a decision. With a forceful thump on the table that echoed in the quiet room, he conceded, “Alright, Harlee, pursue what your heart commands.

And as for your enduring hope for Rhys’ return… Remember, life is a marathon, not a sprint. You’re allowed to reconsider at any juncture.”

Nathaniel pushed himself up from his chair, his shoulders drooping under the weight of his thoughts.

Cullen hastened to lend Nathaniel support, but with a dismissive wave, Nathaniel said, “Stay back and chat with Harlee. I need to soak away the weariness of the day.

Fishing all afternoon has left me rather uncomfortable.”

Standing assertively, Harlee announced her next steps, “Nathaniel, starting tomorrow, I’ll begin directing the company’s operations. I will uphold his legacy in my own style.”

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