âYouâve seen it yourself, havenât you? I couldnât stop him three years ago, and I wonât be able to stop him now! Not to mention now that that woman has returnedâ¦â
In fact, not only could he not stop Weston now, but he actually had no desire to do so either.
After that, he sent the Cohens out of his mansion and thought nothing about them ever again. No matter how hard they begged and cried, he remained completely unmoved.
After a while, it started to rain.
The butler told Warren that the Cohens had finally left.
Warren pushed his wheelchair to the window and stared at the pouring rain outside. He suddenly sighed and said, âIâm glad youâre still alive.â
Stella had set up her own office now. She had come back to expand her career here, so after signing some contracts, she publicly announced her return and set up her own personal office in the city.
Today was their first day of working here, so as the big boss of the place, she naturally had to be there with everyone.
Not long after meeting her new employees, the receptionist came to her and said, âThereâs someone here to meet you, Miss Cicilyâ¦â
Stella frowned, thinking if it might be Guinevereâs parents again.
She was just about to tell the receptionist that she would not be seeing them when the receptionist added, âItâs an old man.â
Stella paused and fell silent for a long time. Finally, she nodded and said, âLet him in.â
As she waited in the meeting room, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.
The butler pushed Warren Ford inside. Stella glanced at them and said nothing, she just turned to her secretary beside her and said, âGo get the guests some tea.â
âItâs fine,â Warren interrupted her. âI wonât be here for long.â
Having finally met again after a long time, they were both unexpectedly much calmer than expected.
Gone was the hostility in the air whenever they met each other in the past.
But even then, the hatred had only come from Warrenâs side, of course.
âSo youâve been alive for the past three years,â he said. â
Why didnât you come and find Weston?â
It was their first meeting after a long time, and those were the words that Warren chose to say to her.
âBecause of you,â he added, âhis life had been miserable.â
âYou havenât changed one bit,â Stella chuckled. âAlways blunt and direct.â
Warren was at a loss of what to say when he saw her acting all calm and unruffled. Hence, he swallowed the words heâd been meaning to say and just told her, âI donât want to waste any more of your time here.â
Stella smiled and poured him a cup of tea, and said, âWhy donât you have some tea before you go?
After all, whenever we met in the past, you always insisted on making me some tea without caring whether or not I wanted to drink it.â
Thinking of the past, Warrenâs countenance changed immediately.
After a long time, he finally uttered the words, âIâm sorry.
Those simple words seemed to have consumed all of his strength.
Stellaâs movements appeared to stiffen a little when she heard him.
âSome things canât be erased just by saying youâre sorry,â she told him.
She knew that the apology was already a sign of great compromise from Warren. He was a proud man.
He had never admitted that he was in the wrong all his life, not even to Weston, his own grandson.
Although Warren knew he had done him wrong, he still refused to yield to the younger generation.
It was a sign of pride in their generation, but it was also their biggest flaw.
âIt just never occurred to me that Guinevere would ever kill Zachary herself,â he said, his face turning ashen when touching the subject. âThatâs why I never suspected her. I was convinced that you were the one who did it. I have truly wronged you. Itâs absolutely all my fault.â