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Chapter 373:

Kretol’s position along the coast gave it an edge few cities could rival, making it a natural fit for tourism.

Since taking the helm at the Davis Group, Amelia had been determined to branch into new industries. Of all the possibilities, tourism remained her preferred path.

“The Stewart Group already holds the development rights for this town. You can begin whenever you’re ready,” said Wyatt.

“In business, we keep things professional. Even though you are my husband, this is still a company-to-company project, and I’ll follow the standard rates,” Amelia said.

“That won’t be necessary. I’m not interested in money,” Wyatt replied.

“Then what exactly do you want?” Amelia’s brows lifted at his remark.

With a quick glance at the people behind them, Wyatt leaned closer and murmured something into Amelia’s ear.

Heat rushed to her face, and Amelia stamped her foot on Wyatt in protest. “That’s your version of a business deal p>

“Business is about both sides gaining something, Amelia. You only need to think about whether this deal benefits you,” Wyatt said.

Amelia glared at him, and she didn’t bother giving him a reply.

R𝖾ad 𝗐𝘪𝘵𝘩𝗈𝘶𝗍 i𝘯t𝘦𝘳r𝘂р𝗍iо𝘯𝘴 o𝗻 𝘨а𝘭ո𝘰𝗏𝖾𝗅s.соm

Moments later, a deep boom broke the air, and vibrant fireworks blossomed across the night sky, flooding it with light.

Fireworks had long been prohibited in Kretol, and it had been years since Amelia witnessed such a sight.

“Was this your doing?” she asked Wyatt.

“Of course. Do you like it p>

Beneath the glowing bursts in the sky, Amelia’s head bobbed in eager agreement, her smile warm. “I love it p>

The fireworks painted the sky for a full thirty minutes, giving the entire city of Kretol a taste of romance — everyone except Davin.

And Delmor.

After arranging the fireworks, Delmor turned toward Davin with a curious squint. “Any idea how much Mr. Stewart spent on this p>

“About ten million,” replied Davin without hesitation.

“What? Come again?” Delmor’s voice shot up.

“Why are you making such a fuss? It’s not like you paid for it,” said Davin.

Knowing the fireworks cost nearly a million, Delmor felt a twinge of pain even though he wasn’t the one paying.

At a hospital in Hans.

Davey stepped out of a room with a folder in hand, and Weston was on his feet instantly. “Well? Are the results in p>

Though Shepard sat silently nearby, his gaze was fixed on the report in Davey’s hands. Brielle had risen to her feet, too.

Elmore had promised her everything was taken care of, but a restless edge still lingered in her until Davey finally spoke. “Mr. Chadwick, the results show a 99.99% parent–child relationship between you and Miss Brielle Chadwick p>

Davey then passed the DNA report to Weston.

Weston’s shoulders eased with relief, though a shadow of disappointment crossed his face.

Across from him, surprise lit Shepard’s eyes.

How was that even possible? Could Brielle truly be his sister?

At that moment, Brielle was the only one who smiled genuinely.

“What’s on your mind, Shepard p>

Because of Brielle, Weldon had spent most of his time overseas. Upon his return this time, he caught wind of Weston and Brielle taking a DNA test and quickly came over.

Unaware of the recent events, Weldon found Shepard gazing out the car window and decided to speak.

“Tell me, Weldon — do you think Brielle might really be our sister?” Shepard asked.

“You just saw the DNA report yourself,” Weldon replied.

The answer brought silence from Shepard once more.

Watching Shepard withdraw into his thoughts, Weldon let out a sigh. “I know you’re not fond of Brielle, Shepard, and I’m no different. But Dad cares for her. You might want to p>

“Is there any chance the test was wrong?” Shepard interjected.

“Not a chance. Dr. Aston has worked with our family for years. He wouldn’t make a mistake on something this important,” Weldon said firmly.

As their car rolled closer to the Chadwick estate, Weldon told the driver to pull over. When he stepped out, Shepard looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“It’s late. Why aren’t you heading home p>

“I’ll be staying at a hotel tonight,” Weldon answered.

“There’s more than enough space at home, yet you’d rather stay in a hotel?” Shepard said.

“Shepard, do you not remember what I said when I was eighteen? I refuse to live under the same roof as Brielle. It’s her or me. Let Mom know I’ll be at the hotel tomorrow,” Weldon said before shutting the car door.

Once the Chadwick family members had left the hospital, Davey placed a call.

“I’ve done everything you asked. Now, let my wife and daughter go p>