Flynn chuckled softly, "Of course there is. If there's a grudge, settle it. If something's weighing on your heart, sort it out. What Ms. Selena needs now is to pull herself together. No one else can do it for her."
"Only by personally dealing with the feud between her and Joy can she really break free from this long-planned betrayal. Otherwise, she'll never find peace."
Everett shut his eyes tightly, his voice rough and gravelly, "I get it."
...
That night, Everett barely caught a wink of sleep. The following morning, he had Ava pack the kids' bags. With Mateo in one hand and Haley, still asleep, cradled in the other, he left Moon Bay.
Mateo was dragging his feet, not wanting to leave his mom, glancing back every few steps, hoping for one last look.
Everett gripped Mateo's hand a little tighter. Watching his son's tears fall like tiny beads, he resisted the urge to comfort him. Instead, he said firmly, "Mateo, listen up. You're over five now. When I was your age, I was already in the thick of training to become the Bennett Corporation's heir, going through challenges way tougher than yours. I never cried."
"You're the eldest son of Selena and me, the future head of the Bennett family. You've had a lot of joy with your mom, but now, it's time to grow up."
"Dry those tears, be a little gentleman, and don't make your mom worry."
Mateo stood there, his little face all scrunched up, tears streaming down.
Ava, feeling for him, went over to hug him and chided Everett, "Sir, Mateo's still just a kid. Don’t be so hard on him..."
Everett threw Ava a sideways glance, "Too much kindness from a mother spoils a child."
He never fully agreed with Selena's gentle parenting style. It might work for other kids, but not for the eldest son.
How else could he shoulder the Bennett family’s legacy?
In the cutthroat business world, even the hungry relatives within the Bennett clan could swallow him whole.
Hearing this, Mateo quietly wiped away his tears with his little hands, sniffed, and stepped out of Ava's hug.
The car began to slowly roll away from Moon Bay.
Everett kept his eyes on the window, looking back at the second-floor bedroom, until... it faded from view.
Once the kids were settled at Lakeside Mansion, Everett and Alex headed to the study.
Everett lit a cigarette, leaned back against the leather sofa, and spoke in his raspy voice, "Any luck with tracking that person down?"
The whole night, Everett had been mulling over Flynn's words.
He watched the video of Selena and Joy's interactions during the school anniversary over and over, finally spotting something off.
At first, no matter what Joy said, Selena seemed pretty calm.
Even when Joy pulled out a silent video to smear Selena, her emotions barely flinched.
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