Be rushed home with a multitude of concerns weighing on her mind.

It would be wrong to say she wasn’t worried about Henry’s health condition. She was! She was terribly afraid he might die.

Seeing her older brother faint made her realize he was too weak for someone who had always been violent since childhood.

Now, she could only trust what the paramedic had said earlier, that Henry had fainted because he was too exhausted, his energy drained from enduring the pain.

The internal injury he had might not be life-threatening, but they needed a thorough medical checkup to confirm this.

While walking to her house, Be took out her cell phone. She needed to contact Bryan, so she decided to send him a text message asking for an update on her brother’s condition.

However,

Before Be could send the text to Bryan, her steps halted when a hand touched her waist and pulled her behind. In just a second, before she could react, someone hugged her from behind.

Be’s smile slowly appeared on her lips as she recognized the familiar scenting from the person behind her.

"Tristan...you startled me," Be whispered as she tried to see her husband over her shoulder. "Why did youe from behind?" She turned to face him and returned her cell phone to her pocket.

She had been too immersed in Henry’s matter, causing her to lower her guard, and she didn’t realize Tristan was already behind her.

"I’m worried about you," Tristan’s hoarse voice surprised Be.

’He knows?’ Be felt her heart sink. She didn’t want Tristan to know Henry had almost pped her.

Before Be could ask, Tristan suddenly pulled her into his arms. Unable to see his face, Be took a deep breath and waited for him to speak. She leaned her head on his chest.

However, after a few seconds passed, Tristan remained silent. Be could sense his anger as he took a few deep breaths.

After some time, Be finally broke the silence between them. "How do you know something happened here?" she asked.

She clearly remembered not informing even a bit to him about the incident between her and Henry.

’Could it be Bryan who informed him?’ Be wondered. She started to be suspicious of Bryan.

"I know what you’re thinking, dear. No, I didn’t know about it from Bryan. I heard an ambnce siren when I called Bryan, so I assumed something might have happened. I asked the driver to speed to your Grandpa’s house, but before I rushed in, I saw you walking alone, heading to our house. Before that, I worried something had happened to you, Be."

Be pulled her body away from him to look him in the eyes.

"Ugh, hubby, you know I can defend myself. Besides, if anything bad happened, Bryan would’ve called you. Am I right? It’s my brother who had a terrible thing happen to him. I beat him hard and broke a few of his ribs. So we needed an ambnce to bring him to the hospital."

Tristan was surprised to hear that, butter, his smile slowly appeared on his lips as he took her hand. He squeezed it gently before saying, "Why did you beat your older brother?" He knew his wife wouldn’t use violence unless someone did something horrible to her.

Looking at the tension in Be’s gaze, Tristan knew her answer even though she didn’t say anything.

"Hubby, let’s go home now. Dax is alone in the house," Be said without directly answering his question. She walked toward their house before Tristan could respond.

Tristan chuckled; he knew his wife was trying to avoid his question. He immediately followed her with his wide stride and walked beside her, putting his hand on her shoulder.

"I know something happened; what is it?"

Be quickly nced at him, "Dax might be confused because he knows I will introduce him to his uncle today, but we have not yete, even now at dinnertime." She still avoided him.

Tristan nodded as he hurriedly stepped inside their house, worrying about their son. As soon as they arrived home, Dax greeted them excitedly in the family room.

"Mom, Dad, why are there only the two of you? Where’s Great-grandpa? Grandma and Uncle Henry?" Dax asked while looking behind his parents, trying to find the others. A thin wrinkle slowly appeared on his forehead when he didn’t see anyone else.

Be was unsure how to exin it to Dax, as she had promised him they would have a family dinner tonight.

She silently took a deep breath and sat down to speak to him.

However, Tristan picked up Dax and carried him in his arms before she could say anything.

"Buddy, something important is happening at your Great-grandpa’s house. Your granny and the others had to leave, so they won’t be able to dine with us tonight," Tristan said as he walked to the seating area and sat on the sofa.

"Ooo, is someone sick? I heard an ambnce siren," Dax said.

"Yes, your uncle. But don’t worry, he will get healthy soon," Be responded as she sat beside Dax.

"Tonight, we’ll be having dinner, just the three of us," Tristan said, "Alright, please wait here with mommy. Let me change first before we start our dinner..." He said, and then he left for the second floor.

***

Meanwhile, Sam and Harper sat in the VIP room at a Japanese restaurant near the Quantum Capital building. A few minutes passed, and they both remained silent, causing the tension in the room to grow stronger.

Their eyes were fixed on the tightly closed door, waiting for someone to appear. However, after another minute, the person they were waiting for had not yet arrived.

Harper took a deep breath while looking at Sam sitting opposite her.

"Sam, are you sure Sean wille?" Harper couldn’t help but ask. She was so tense that even after arriving at the VIP room, she felt like a hurricane was raging in her heart.

Harper was utterly nervous about meeting Sean again.