Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Only Leanne and the company's executive assistant were in the elevator.

As they ascended, Leanne glimpsed the man through the reflective metal doors. She broke the silence. "My dad used to be the head of the IT department at Vector Vista."

The executive assistant seemed stunned by her sudden conversation starter, replying, "Your father was an honorable man."

It appeared he was aware of her identity and the past events.

As Maddox's right-hand man, he was well-versed in the chairman's family affairs. The story of the Richardson family adopting the orphaned daughter of a deceased employee had made the news. It was no secret.

Leanne showed no surprise in her expression, feigning a bit of astonishment. "You know about my dad?"

With his hands clasped in front of him, the man in his forties, respectful and gentle in demeanor, revealed, "Your father was a core member of our bank's management. After his tragic demise, the police investigated numerous times. We all know he died because he refused to betray Vector Vista under threat." Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Leanne remarked, "It's a shame the culprit is still at large."

It was understandable that a young girl was curious about her late parents' workplace and lamenting the unresolved crime.

Observing her graceful face, the assistant thought her eyes too innocent to perceive any harm.

"Some things are beyond our control. Perhaps it's best to move on," the assistant advised.

Leanne merely smiled, understanding her parents' choice to keep her in the dark was meant to encourage her to move on from the incident and live well.

But how could she pretend everything was fine and let her parents rest in an unmarked grave while their killer roamed free?

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The collaboration between Vector Vista and ElitePinnacle was a strategic move orchestrated by Maddox, aiming for a synergy that could combine strengths and minimize risks.

For ElitePinnacle, the alliance with Vector Vista Bank, backed by a century of legacy, promised unparalleled dominance in the banking sector. Despite being the chairman of the Richardson Group, Maddox took it upon himself to ensure the success of this partnership.

He announced at the end of a meeting, "After the strategic signing ceremony next Wednesday, we'll have a celebration dinner. Professor Kenneth from the Grand Capital Institute and Robert Stewart from Ascend Assurance Bank in Singapore will be attending."

The significance of Ascend Assurance Bank and the Stewart family in Singapore's financial sector was well-known.

Professor Kenneth, an esteemed economist involved in drafting securities legislation and a financial sector luminary, was not easily accessible. Sipping his coffee casually, Maddox left the invitation to Curtis, implying it was an opportunity not to be missed.

Ever the jester, Curtis quipped, "What's with the sudden interest in me? Did a secret paternity test reveal I'm your son?"

"More like found in a kennel," Maddox retorted, "What a prodigal son."

Speaking of prodigal son reminded Curtis of a certain someone, his Uncle Hanley, jesting before leaving, "Heard Uncle Hanley had returned. Is Grandma still fuming at him?"

Maddox set down his coffee, the fine latte releasing its rich aroma, the dark amber liquid swirling with every motion.

"I've sent him abroad. He won't be bothering you all any longer."

Ambiguous in its reference to "you all," his answer could mean the resolute Mary or him and Leanne, leaving Curtis with questions.

Before Curtis could inquire further, returning with Leanne, the executive assistant knocked on the door.

"Take Anne out for dinner," Maddox suggested.

Before leaving, Leanne dutifully said, "Dad, we'll be off then."