Chapter 175
Chapter 175:
“Why are you here p>
“Why are you crying p>
Helena’s and Alden’s voices collided midair. Neither responded to the other’s question. Instead, Alden stepped forward, slow and measured, then reached out tenderly to brush away Helena’s tears.
“Don’t be too upset. With how quickly medicine is evolving, there’s more hope than ever that your father might pull through,” he said softly.
His eyes, steady and full of gentle light, remained fixed on her face.
And Helena—despite everything—felt her guard tremble. Against her better judgment, her heart dared to trust him one more time.
She drew in a breath, then raised her eyes to his, quiet courage gathering in her chest. “Can you help me find out what happened… before I lost my memory p>
For a moment, Alden froze. Then, after a pause that spoke volumes, he murmured, “It’s been so long. I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do p>
Alden was already accelerating his plans to take Chadwick down once and for all. He intended to stitch shut every wound Helena had suffered—silently, meticulously—so that when she finally saw the truth, it wouldn’t break her. With that resolve hardening inside him, he made a quiet decision: she couldn’t know. Not yet.
And in his silence, he missed the flicker in her gaze—the faint, fleeting disappointment that passed before she looked away.
That night, the moment Helena disappeared into her room, Alden stepped onto the balcony and called Antonio.
“Let Nexus TV handle the backstage interviews at Evrachia Fashion Week,” he instructed. “Make sure Lucas gives the assignment directly to my wife. She needs to be away from Cheson for a few days. Also… assign a discreet security team to watch over her. Keep her safe p>
After that, Alden turned his full focus to the next phase—setting a trap for Chadwick.
And within days, the bait snapped shut. Scandalous photos of Chadwick flooded the headlines like wildfire. The city erupted.
“Can you believe it? Chadwick’s over fifty and still out there chasing skirts p>
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“Wow, the old man sure gets around. I mean, you can’t even see her face, but that body? Total bombshell p>
“He might be having his fun, but Wilson Group’s neck-deep in a mess again! They barely got through the development area crisis, and now public opinion’s going nuclear. Just look at their stock—it’s about to tank to a new low p>
Inside the towering Wilson Group building, tempers flared.
“Dad! We just survived one nightmare. This is the worst possible time to get caught in another scandal! How could you be so careless p>
Rylan had stormed in the moment the news broke, his voice sharp with disbelief as he confronted his father.
Chadwick’s expression darkened. With a thunderous slam of his hand on the desk, he growled, “So you do remember I’m your father? You barge in here yelling at me like I’m your employee p>
He sneered, then added with a scathing laugh, “You dare lecture me about company crises? Who do you think caused the last one, huh? Wasn’t it your incompetence that let the Simpson Group’s mess bleed into our operations? I was the one left cleaning up your disaster p>
Rylan’s face was red with fury one second, white with frustration the next. He spun around and marched out, slamming the door hard behind him.
Chadwick’s anger simmered long after he’d gone. In that moment, his trust in Rylan—already fragile—shattered completely.
His thoughts drifted back to the overseas investment project Serena had brought up earlier. After some digging, he had discovered it was tied to a private bank with prominent backers and high returns. On paper, it looked airtight.
Normally, he’d be cautious—take his time, weigh the risks.
But now, with his reputation hanging by a thread and Wilson Group sliding toward another PR disaster, hesitation was a luxury he could no longer afford. He immediately called Serena, instructing her to contact Antonio and arrange a formal meeting with Dorian.
Dorian agreed and set the meeting at the Star Wish Investments headquarters.