Chapter 1635: Respect The Choices

Chapter 1635: Respect the Choices

Joyce lifted her head, "Dad, Mom. After two decades, I've finally

returned home. As a child in the orphanage, I envied those who had

parents. Every time someone came to adopt my friends, I'd secretly

wish that one day someone would take me away too. As time went by,

this desire faded. I never thought I would find my biological parents in

this lifetime. Even now, it sometimes feels unreal."

Tears welled up in Cecelia's eyes. She subtly turned her face away,

wiping at the corner of her eye.

“You've been suffering all these years, wandering outside,” she said

quietly.

Ralph sighed, "Your mother has never given up looking for you these

past twenty years. She's been living with guilt and pain all this while.

Now that we've finally reunited, my heart is finally at peace.”

Joyce moved forward and clasped Cecelia's hands, "I've never blamed

you. All the hardship I went through before is nothing compared to what

we have now. We've been apart for over two decades, and I deeply

wish to be by your side, to make up for the years we've lost.”

Luther straightened up, his sharp eyes narrowing. Why was Joyce

saying all this suddenly? Was it possible...?

He had a vague premonition and held his breath.

As expected, Joyce took a deep breath.

"But, Dad, Mom, I want to go back to Khebury."

Cecelia was slightly taken aback, although it was within her

expectations.

Joyce turned to look at Ralph, “I know I haven't fulfilled my filial duties.

But Dad, you're still young, not even sixty. You're at the peak of your

authority, and the military needs you to maintain stability. Although I've

inherited the military rank, my heart isn't in it. When the family was in

trouble, I naturally stepped forward. But now that everything is stable,

lL."

She paused, "I don't want to participate in special training, and for now,

I haven't thought about commanding the entire military.”

Seeing Joyce's firm gaze, Ralph became more serious. He didn't

speak, waiting for her to continue.

At this point, Luther stood up, walked to Joyce's side, and helped her

up, "The floor is cold, let's sit and talk.”

He wrapped his arm around her waist and sat her down on the sofa,

touched. He knew she was doing all this for him, that she didn't want to

be apart from him.

Joyce looked at Luther, "I know you're under a lot of pressure. The

future direction of R&S Group, whether to move the headquarters to the

Capital or to keep it in Khebury, and just set up a branch in the Capital.

The board members have strong opinions about moving the

headquarters. After all, the Capital is the political center, while Khebury

is Pascaylia's largest commercial hub. It's not suitable for the long-term

development of R&S Group.”

“It doesn't matter. They wouldn't dare to object,” Luther said with a

slight smile. He could manage, she was worrying too much.

"You've done a lot," she said, looking at him, her eyes filled with

warmth.

Luther paused, held her hand, and couldn't help but pull her closer.

At this moment, Cecelia spoke, "Today is a happy day, why are we

discussing such heavy topics? Joyce, your father was just sharing his

thoughts. As for your choices, we certainly respect them. Khebury is a

great place, I like Khebury too. I'm tired of staying in the Capital, we

have a house in Khebury. We can move there anytime."

Ralph nodded, "Since you don't want to inherit the military for now, I

won't force you. Don't worry, those elders, still holding power at the age

of eighty. I can manage the military for another two decades with no

problem. Hahaha."

Ralph patted his chest and laughed heartily.

Joyce didn't expect them to agree so easily, and she let out a deep sigh

of relief.

She had been grappling with this for many days, always feeling like she

was letting her parents down.

“If you want to go back to Khebury, then go. I will live in both the Capital

and Khebury, taking care of both places. Children grow up and naturally

have their own lives. How could I make up for the time we lost when

you were young by spending more time with you now?" Cecelia smiled,

"Your dad will also come over when he has time. We can reunite

frequently, that's enough.”

Ralph nodded, "Yes. After the new presidential election, I'll hand over

some military power, so I won't be as busy as I am now."

"As for the matter of inheriting the military..." Cecelia beganJust as

Cecelia was about to speak, Anderson suddenly popped out from a

corner.

"What's so difficult about this? In my view, it's easy to solve."

Cecelia laughed, "Andres, did you hear our conversation just now?"

"Yep. I heard some of it." Anderson hopped over.

Ralph grabbed Anderson and hoisted him onto his lap, "Give grandpa a

hug. Oh, you're heavy."

"So, are you willing to inherit the Heath family?" Ralph pointed to his

military uniform, and the stars on his shoulder, "Do you want to wear

this? If you grow up in the military, your reputation will be self-evident.

Just like your Uncle Hurley."

Anderson rolled his eyes, “I don't want to."

He pointed to Joyce's belly, "Mommy has two brothers in her belly,

grandpa and grandma, aren't you afraid that no one wants to inherit the

Heath family? Maybe one of them is naturally cut out for it."

"Hmm, that makes sense,” Ralph nodded.

Cecelia started laughing, "Andres is right. It's too early to worry about

some things. I just want you all to be happy.”

At this point, Luther said, "Mom, Dad, actually Joyce and I have talked

about this before. The two boys, one will be named Wilson, the other

Cullen. Let's not decide who gets which name yet. First, give them

nicknames. When they grow a little older and we see who has more

shooting talent, we'll then decide who gets the name Cullen. He will

inherit the military.”

Cecelia paused, "Tian Zi and Kirin? You've chosen great names.

Luther, thank you for being so thoughtful.”

Ralph looked surprised and appreciative.

He stood up, walked over, and gently patted Luther's shoulder. While

he didn't say anything, his sentiment was clear.

Anderson suddenly chimed in, “I heard Uncle Hurley boasting, he

inherited the Alvonia military when he was a teenager. If he could do it,

my brother definitely can. Ha, grandpa, you'll still be young in eighteen

years."

Cecelia laughed, "Chris wasn't boasting, he grew up in the military and

inherited the leadership before he was an adult. Chris should be

leaving soon, you should all get together before he leaves.”

Joyce nodded, "Yes, we've already arranged a time. Karl and Kane will

be there too, everyone will be there."

After everyone had spoken their minds, the atmosphere became much

more relaxed.

They chatted about many other topics.

Finally, Cecelia asked, "When do you plan to go back to Khebury?"

Before Luther could speak, Joyce quickly said, "Next week. I'll handle

some things here in the Capital and say goodbye to my friends. If there

are no surprises, I'll go back next week."

Cecilia gently nodded.