Be slightly frowned, looking at Jack. Gosh! It seems like Leo didn’t tell him anything about Dana.

"You didn’t know?" she asked.

"Know what?" Jack is even more confused.

"Leo is dating his secretary, Dana. They are serious and might get married soon. So, I believe he will not return either. He might settle here, too. Just like Sam," Be exined.

The room fell silent for a moment. Be didn’t say anything; she just stared at Jack, who looked shocked upon hearing the news.

A few momentster, Jack cleared his throat and said, "What the hell happened here? Why does everyone now have their other half in this country? Should I also move here and find my future wife?" he sarcastically expressed his current concern.

Be couldn’t help butugh.

"Well, my dear friend, Jack Foster, you should try. Like Harper and Leo, you might end up settling in this country."

"Yes, yes, I should consider that. I mean it..."

"Hahaha—"

...

At the same time, Tristan and the other men sat on the backyard patio, enjoying the gentle sun and engaging in conversation.

Lewis Sinir and Isaac Donovan caught up on their recent lives as they now live in different cities. Meanwhile, Dax sat in a single seat, engrossed in a coding game on his iPad.

Tristan looked worried about his father’s health, unable to divert his attention from his father sitting beside him.

His father appeared thin, pale, and exhausted, with signs of illness taking a toll on him. His hair was gone due to his increasingly frequent battles with illness. He rarely left the house, only staying at home and fighting through the pain with the help of his medications.

Seeing his father in such distress made Tristan increasingly concerned about his own health and lifestyle, prompting him to exercise more rigorously and eat healthier. He didn’t want his son and Be to experience the same sadness if he were to face a simr illness in the future.

Tristan let out a deep sigh before leaning in closer to his father.

"Father, you don’t have to push yourself to join us for lunch. Not if you’re in pain. Just stay home; Be and Dax will understand," he whispered, not wanting Dax and the others to overhear their conversation.

"I’m fine, son. I feel perfectly healthy," William Sinir smiled to reassure Tristan.

William wasn’t entirely honest with his son because now he felt like nameless pain tortured him inside; he endured it. He couldn’t be absent from his grandson’s birthday party, probably the first andst time he would attend.

"But you don’t look okay, Dad." Tristan wanted to say that, but his words stuck in his throat.

Tristan turned his gaze to Dax and tried to distract himself from his worry about his father’s health.

***

Before long,

At the party hall,

A spacious lounge amodated thirty people, a minibar with mainly kid-friendly beverages, and a candy and fruit bar.

At around eleven in the evening, several families began to arrive. Natalie Wright, who now lives in Be’s old house at Little Heaven, arrived with Henry and Emma Donovan. They were all currently in the party hall.

While sitting on the sofa, Emma Donovan updated Be about The Donovan Group.

Thepany is proceeding ording to n. Several projects are getting back on track, and the Sinir Group is beginning to coborate with the Donovan Group again. This coboration has caused quite a stir in the industry in East City.

Severalpanies previously severed ties with the Donovan Group, now knocking on their door again, wanting to reestablish the previous rtionship, but Emma has declined their offers. Based on past experiences, they’ve identified severalpanies with red gs that will not be their partners in the future.

Be was pleased to hear about the progress. However, she was surprised to learn the news about her two uncles.

"Aunty Emma, how could the first uncle divorce his wife and now live with his mistress?" Be was furious to hear that. Her uncle was so foolish to leave his wife.

"Oh dear Be, he didn’t ask for the divorce. It was his wife who kicked him out. And the funny thing is, your uncle got nothing. My sister-inw took all his property. Your uncle is now bankrupt, so he went to his mistress. And that woman was foolish enough to let Jacob live there."

Be gasped in surprise.

"Jacob deserved it all," Natalie said, anger shing through her eyes. "How could he have another child out of wedlock while still married to his wife? And he ruined the familypany?"

Be slightly nodded but didn’t ask anything further about her first uncle.

"Aunty, how about Third Uncle?" Be asked.

"Thomas is doing well. He hase to see your Grandpa a few times, asking for a job. But, of course, your Grandpa didn’t give him anything. And I heard recently that he started his ownpany with his wife’s help." Emma exined.

Be smiled faintly. "At least he’s not like my first uncle. He still has enough money."

"You’re right, Be. Your third uncle can’t do business, so I hope his wife helps him now. He’s the nicest among his other siblings..." Emma said with a bitter smile, describing how foolish all her brothers were.

"Alright, let’s stop talking about them," Natalie said as she handed Be another slice of cheesecake. "It’s too depressing to talk about all of them."

Be and Emma nodded, agreeing with Natalie.

While enjoying her cake, Be’s gaze was fixed on her brother Henry.

She had been busy with office matters in the past few days, including dealing with her injury, so she hadn’t had time to check on her brother.

Be could see that her brother looked healthy. He hadn’t said anything since he arrived; he just greeted her. And now, her brother was looking over at Tristan and Jack, who were talking on the other sofa in the corner.

Only by looking at his envious gaze, Be could guess what he was thinking. Suddenly, the future ns she had set for her brother started to fill her mind again.