NovelFastChapter 953 The old lady locked eyes with him, her gaze filled with hope-hoping Jules would finally catch on to what she'd been hinting at all along.
But Jules just stood there, waiting for her to spell it all out.
With a resigned shake of her head, she said, "Jules, I'm standing by those siblings today, no matter what. You do what you want." Jules had no choice but to give in.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mick, since you're still recovering, just go hand get srest. Use this tto patch things up with Ashley. When you're back at work, I don't want any more between you two. The company can't take another day of chaos. Got it?" Mick clenched his jaw. "Yes, Chairman." Jackson, meanwhile, was practically pounding a hole in the floor. "Mother, if you send Mick away now, you're leavingwithout my right-hand man. How am I supposed to compete with Morris without him?" Jules shot a quick look at Morris. The thought of losing control over Vincent Corporation made him uneasy, so he made his position clear. "Don't worry, Jackson. I'm still here for you. Morris will help, too." Jackson managed a smile through his tears.
But Mrs. Vincent's face was cold as stone. "Jules, stay out of it. The fight between Jackson and Nathan is none of your business." Morris had no patience for their family squabble. He turned to Nathalie. "Nathalie, can we go home?" Without a word, Nathalie spun Morris's wheelchair around and left with him, not looking back.
Behind them, Jules's voice rang out, barely containing his anger. "Mother, you can hand this company to anyone- just not Morris. His father was a disgrace. Keeping him here just makessick." The old lady brought her cane down hard on Jules's back. "You're the real disgrace! Your own son stands right in front of you, and you don't even recognize him. Worse, you team up with outsiders to bully him?" For a moment, Jules's whole world stopped.
His mind went blank.
All he could hear was his mother's words, echoing again and again: "Your son stands before you... your son stands before you..." His heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst from his chest. Every nerve, every inch of him, was drowning in regret.
He had never hated himself more.
It took a long tbefore he snapped out of it.
He whispered to himself, as if trying to believe it, "My son? I have a son?" The old lady fixed him with a sharp look. "You and Kelly-you know what really happened. Don't pretend you don't." Jules remembered those nights with Kelly, how distant and perfect she'd seemed. Back then, he'd convinced himself she'd never give up her. youth and bright future for him t Had he been wrong? Did Kelly really have his son? If Morris wasn't a Rowland, but a Vincent...
Jules, hands shaking, barked at his assistant, "GetMorris's file. Now."
The old lady smacked him again with her cane. "That boy looks. exactly like ve you did at his age. Do you seriously need a DNA test?"
Once she started, she couldn't stop-her words poured out in a rush.
"How did I end up with a son as m clueless as you? Think, Jules. If Nathan was really a Rowland, would he have cut ties with the Rowland family?"
"And another thing-Nathan's disabled, and Nathalie adores him. If he wanted a job, wouldn't he have picked Stewart Enterprise, first? M Instead he left Stewart and cright to Vincent Corporation.dsn't it obvious? He wasn't looking for a career. He was looking for family. For a sense of belonging. And you, Jules, you crushed what little hope he had left."
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