Holding Sydney in his arms, Rowan soothed her frazzled nerves. "Just calm down, I'll have a word with that ingrate. It's only a measly five million, and there’s no need to stir up such a fuss? This is a direct attack on me."
Sydney patted his chest, "Rowan, don't get so worked up. What if it takes a toll on your health? If something happened to you, the lot of us would be thrown out on our ears by Oliver."
Rowan snorted dismissively, "I'm not dead yet. Oliver wants to overstep his bounds and call the shots? Over my dead body."
Sydney's spirits lifted after saying these. She breathed a sigh of relief. With Rowan stepping in, Oliver would have to think twice before making any moves.
There was still Brandon above, and he couldn't possibly dismiss Rowan's influence.
Seizing the opportunity, Sydney spoke up, "Rowan, isn't it time we brought our son back home? He's been abroad for so many years, he must be homesick. Rowan, Oliver is your son, but so is Dominic. You can't play favorites."
"I've spoken to my dad. He's agreed to let Dominic return. He'll be back next month."
Joy radiated from Sydney's face, her smile uncontrollable. With Dominic's return, she could have hope again.
"Rowan, Dominic is so devoted to you. If he could win your father's approval and take Oliver's place, I'm sure he wouldn't disrespect you like Oliver has."
"Oliver is no match for our Dominic. The son I acknowledge will always be Dominic."
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