Startled, Theodore snatched the phone out of Aldusâs hand with quick urgency.
Shaking his head, he said, âNot right now.
Iâ1l handle it later.
â
âWhy?â Aldus questioned, a sea of confusion washing over him.
Theodoreâs response was a choked silence, his subconscious frown mirrored his struggle for words.
Observing this, Aldus ceased his questioning and instead pivoted his gaze towards Horace.
Horace, maintaining a stoic expression, pushed his glasses up his nose and explained, âBecause Mrs.
Anderson remains in the dark.
She has no idea Holden is actually the boss.
â
âWhat?!â Aldus was so startled that he almost lost his false teeth.
With a forceful thump of his cane against the floor, he voiced his concern for Theodore.
âYou stubborn boy, she will slip right through your fingers if you donât change your ways.
â
Horace concurred silently, yet kept his peace.
In a tone laced with worry, Aldus commanded Theodore, âThe Anderson Group teeters on the brink of bankruptcy.
It is vital that you reclaim your identity as Holden as soon as possible.
â
âs
Theodore remained silent.
His blinking eyes were the sole indicators of his inner turmoil.
His worry was palpable.
Would Ariana feel deceived when he revealed his secret? What if she couldnât forgive him and decided to part ways?
Perceiving Theodoreâs hesitation, Aldus let out a weary sigh.
âThe Anderson Group matter is nearing its end.
As the heir to the Fredrick family, you must step into the Limelight and intimidate any potential troublemakers.
â
With relief that Aldus didnât press him to divulge the truth to Ariana, Theodore nodded.
Lunch concluded and Aldus made his exit.
Theodore proceeded to the underground parking lot, and as he was about to slide into his car to journey home, Darian jumped out of nowhere and blocked Theodoreâs path.
The aggrieved look on Darianâs face suggested he had been waiting there for quite some time.
The desperation in Darianâs eyes was obvious.
âSon, I wronged you, I know,â he pleaded, âI didnât mean to.
Forgive me this time, for old timesâ sake.
â
Theodore had no desire for discourse.
He frowned, icily commanding, âGet out of my way.
â
Darianâs expression shifted subtly, yet he persisted in his effort to hold Theodore at bay.
He countered, unabashed, âDonât be so cold-hearted.
After all, your investment in the Anderson Group is substantial.
We can reposition the Anderson Group as a subsidiary of the BRD Group.
We can prosper if we join forces.
â
Theodore had no patience for Darianâs rambling.
He coldly retorted, âYour failed investments are your own.
Iâm not obliged to rectify your blunders.
Iâll say it once more.
Leave.
â
Observing Theodoreâs resolute stance, Darianâs features twisted into a mask of fury.
âDo you really think youâre untouchable now? If not for me, you wouldnât even exist.
How ungrateful!â
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Darianâs tirade was cut short by the sudden arrival of Adrian.
âMr.
Anderson,â Adrian greeted Darian as he leisurely made his way towards Theodore.
âYou willingly signed the two billion IOU note, and the money was lent under my name, not the BRD Group.
Iâm not interested in your interest.
Just pay back the capital.
â
As Darian saw Adrian and Theodore standing side by side, realization dawned on him.
The rage made his head spin.
âBrilliant! You two are in cahoots.
Itâs all a grand scheme! This is all your scheme! The alleged two-billion-dollar Olympic Village project was nothing but a ruse you both cooked up!â
Theodore had had enough.
As Darian lunged at him, he deflected the attack with a swift kick, jumped into his car, and drove off without a word.
Darian Lay sprawled on the ground, his gaze following the disappearing car with undisguised malice.