"You and your brother are so greedy!" Isaac’s sharp gaze locked with Lucas.

He continued, "I already handed over my property and even mypany, and now you still want my other assets, too! Are you trying to push me to my grave early, son?"

His heart hurt deeply. He had lost count of how often his sons had disappointed him. He felt he had failed to raise them; their hearts and minds were focused only on money and power. They had be soulless people.

How embarrassing!

When Lucas saw his father’s annoyed expression, he immediately rified his words earlier.

"Father, please ept my apologies. What we meant is that we only intended to borrow your property. We assure you we will return it if thepany is no longer in trouble."

Isaac took a deep breath. Lucas’s exnation didn’t lessen his disappointment. He was suddenly tired of talking to his son and needed to end this conversation.

"I understand what you mean. But, Lucas, go back to East City. Tell your brothers I can’t help with thepany or Thomas."

"Father, please—"

Isaac raised his hand to stop him from continuing his words.

"I told you never to engage with any dirty business, not even the murky ones, when we are this big! But you and your brothers never listen and never learn." Isaac stood from his seat and asked Nick to see Lucas and Henry out of his apartment.

Lucas’s shoulders sank, knowing they could not get anything from their father.

"Father, wait...please... Wait..." Lucas stopped his father before he walked outside. "I know you know about my daughter, Be. Can you give me her address? I have something important to discuss with her."

Isaac abruptly halted when he heard Lucas mention Be. He turned to look at Lucas with a dark expression as if a storm cloud loomed over his head.

"Why are you looking for Be?" Isaac Donovan furrowed his brow, restraining his anger, recalling how foolish his son was to trade his daughter to an older man.

"You want to sell her again? Are you really her father? How could you have such an idea, Lucas Donovan?" Isaac continued scolding his son.

Lucas gritted his teeth. "Of course not, Father. I won’t do that again," Lucas said. He was stressed because his friend Bradley med him for Be’s refusal and what had happened to hispany.

"So, why are you looking for her?" Isaac asked. He was still suspicious that his son had other motives for finding Be.

"I just want to know where she lives because…you know… she’s my daughter," Lucas replied.

Lucas thought Be would stay with his father in this ce. Still, seeing the house, which was not very big and showed no trace of Be ever having set foot there, he now believed that his father only lived there with Nick, his butler.

"I don’t know where she is. But thest time I spoke to her, she said she lived abroad. Be frank with me, and don’t insult my intelligence, son. Why do you want to know where she lives?"

"She lives abroad?" Lucas was shocked. He thought Be lived in this city, so he sent many people to look for her.

Thest information he heard was that Be worked at the Quantum Capital building. However, since the incident when Bradley sent gangsters to capture her, Be never appeared near that building again, as if she had moved to anotherpany.

After thinking quickly about his family matters, Lucas decided to be honest with his father.

"Alright, Father, I’ll be honest. The reason is that I need to find Natalie. She left our house a few days ago, and somehow, I believe Natalie is now in Be’s house. That’s why I want to find—"

"Bwa ha ha ha..." Suddenly, Isaac’s boomingughter echoed in the room, stopping Lucas from continuing his words. "Oh, Lucas, I’m so d Natalie finally left you. She should have done that years ago."

Lucas’s face hardened instantly as he remembered how Natalie had left him.

Despite feeling a solid surge of anger, he couldn’t express it in front of his father. He could only clench his hand tightly and curse Natalie for what she had done.

"I don’t know where Be or your wife is! You might go now, Lucas. I feel exhausted and need to take a nap." Isaac continued to walk and signaled Nick, who stood near the door, to send Lucas and Henry out.

Isaac no longer cared to talk to his son and grandson. He was too mentally and physically exhausted to hear how annoying his kids were.

All his sons were too greedy; money blinded their eyes and ears. His decision to leave thepany mattered to them, and it was the right one; he no longer needed to stress about it.

Entering his bedroom, Isaac’s dark expression slowly faded when he saw his granddaughter, Be, sitting at the work desk at the end of the room, facing theptop in front of her.

His smile slowly appeared on his lips when he saw Be looking at him.

Isaac stepped into the sitting area near the work desk and asked her, "Are you satisfied with what you saw and heard?"

Be closed herptop and joined her grandfather. After sitting in front of him, she nodded.

"Yes, thank you, Grandpa, for letting me eavesdrop on your conversation with your sons….I mean, my father," she said, smiling when she saw him chuckle.

"Well, Grandpa, your acting is terrific. My father and Henry didn’t doubt what you said about me. They believed it right away." Be continued,plimenting her grandpa with a thumbs-up.

Last night, after chatting with her grandfather, Be decided to hear their conversation. That’s why, since morning, she has been in this apartment setting up the camera to see and hear their meeting.

"Thanks to you, Be... You’ve told me what my stupid son wanted to talk about. So, I could pull off my acting skills—"

Isaacughed happily; however, it didn’tst long. Hisugh stopped when he remembered how his son asked for more property to sell to cover thepany’s debts.

What a shame!