Chapter 386 Change Of The
Patriarch
Sadie gazed into Laura’s kind eyes and nodded. “Alright, Grandma. I’ll listen to you.”
Laura hoped to ease Sadie’s worries and wanted her to spend more time with Averi.
“That’s my good girl,” Laura said, smiling as she gently patted Sadie’s head before heading into the kitchen.
Watching her grandmother walk away, Sadie felt a surge of warmth and gratitude.
It was comforting to have her grandmother around.
Sadie took Averi’s hand and led him to the living room.
“Averi, let’s play with some toys,” she suggested, smiling.
“Great!” Averi exclaimed, clapping his hands with excitement.
Sadie spent some time playing with Averi, sharing a few stories with him.
From the kitchen, the sounds of Laura cooking mingled with the enticing aroma of the food, soothing Sadie’s spirit.
In the study, Noah stood by the floor–to–ceiling window, a frown creasing his brow as he held his phone.
He called Samuel.
“Hello, Mr. Wall.” Samuel’s voice came through the phone, respectful as always.
“Contact Alex,” Noah instructed, his voice firm and cold. “Tell him I’m willing to collaborate with him.”
“Collaborate?” Samuel’s voice betrayed his surprise. He was clearly not expecting such a decision from Noah. “Mr. Wall, are
you sure? Alex is…”
“I’m sure.” Noah cut him off, his tone decisive.
“Understood, Mr. Wall,” Samuel responded. “I’ll reach out to Alex immediately.”
“Alright,” Noah concluded, ending the call.
7
In his dimly lit room, Alex sat dejectedly on a sofa, the faint light barely illuminating the space through heavy curtains.
He stared blankly at the floor, clutching his old phone- his only connection to the outside.
Suddenly, the phone screen lit up with an anonymous message. “Collaboration is possible, and the Howe family foundation can be preserved, but the patriarch of the Howe family must change.”
Alex sat up quickly, his eyes narrowing.
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This collaboration offered a way out of his current dilemma and a chance to retaliate.
The opportunity to preserve the Howe family foundation meant they wouldn’t face total ruin, providing a chance for
resurgence.
However, the requirement that “the patriarch of the Howe family must change” hit him hard.
It meant he had to overthrow his own father and take his place.
Alex’s breath quickened, and he gripped the phone tighter, his knuckles whitening with the strain.
After a lengthy pause, Alex exhaled deeply, his expression hardening into one of resolve.
He rose and approached the mirror.
Reflected was a disheveled man with unruly hair and a rough beard, a stark contrast to his usually polished appearance.
Taking a deep breath, Alex started grooming himself.
He combed his hair, shaved his beard, and changed into a crisp, clean outfit.
He then opened the door and stepped out.
“Mr. Howe.” The two guards at the door blocked his path, their faces devoid of emotion. “Your father has ordered that you cannot leave this room without his permission.”
“Step aside,” Alex commanded, his tone laced with authority.
The guards looked at each other but didn’t move, loyal only to Terrance’s commands.
“Are you deaf?” Alex’s voice escalated, now marked by frustration. “I am the CEO of Howe Group. Do you really dare to stop me?”
“Mr. Howe, we are simply following orders. Please don’t make this difficult,” one guard implored, steeling himself.
“Difficult?” Alex scoffed.
He advanced a step, his eyes piercing, his presence commanding.
“Listen carefully. This isn’t a negotiation. It’s an order!” Alex emphasized each word sharply. “Move aside now!”
His formidable demeanor made the guards involuntarily step back.
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