Daniel's demeanor was commanding and forceful, while Alex remained impassive as he ended the call with a curt "understood".
Shawn raised an eyebrow, asking, "Your father?"
Alex offered no confirmation or denial.
Shawn scoffed, remarking, "He certainly knows how to put on airs. Am I dead to him?"
Alex silently finished his meal alongside Shawn without saying a word.
Once Shawn finished eating, he headed straight to his room. However, as he passed Alex, he paused momentarily, expressing regret, "I neglected to guide your father properly because I was busy with work. He's confused, but you shouldn't follow his lead."
Alex kept his gaze lowered, concealing his emotions, unwilling to reveal them.
The next morning, Daniel called Alex first thing in the morning to remind him to be there for lunch.
Alex icily hung up, and then his finger slid down to Candice's number.
In Alex's private phone, family members' numbers were seldom stored. He memorized the contacts of those close to him. It had been a habit instilled in him by Daniel since childhood.
During Daniel's initial years at the helm of the Elysian Group, he was constantly on guard against people around him.
Later, Alex picked up this trait from his father.
He had memorized Candice's number for years and could recognize it at a glance.
Pausing on the string of digits, Alex's brow furrowed subtly before relaxing. By the time he raised his eyes, the confusion in his eyes had dissipated.
He drove to his parents' home.
Upon entering, he found Helen and Daniel having breakfast.
The atmosphere was tense, with Helen engrossed in a magazine, and Daniel absorbed in a newspaper. It felt as though two strangers were sharing a table.
Alex cast a frigid glare at them before focusing on his father. His voice was dry and direct as he questioned, "I have a client meeting at noon. What's the matter?"
Daniel tossed the newspaper aside and fixed his piercing gaze on Alex.
After a moment, he stood up, displeased. "Is this how you speak to your father?"
Alex stood tall, the table separating him from Daniel. Their gazes locked in a silent confrontation.
Though Alex resembled Helen in appearance, the calm and cold demeanor in his eyes mirrored Daniel's. Neither was willing to yield.
Annoyed, Helen pushed her half-eaten sandwich aside, grumbling, "Can't we have a peaceful meal? Can't you two discuss whatever it is in your study?"
Daniel's voice was firm as he commanded, "Come with me."
Alex followed him into the study, where the heavy, oppressive atmosphere enveloped them. The cold decor and stacks of documents added to the sense of repression.
As soon as Alex entered, Daniel lowered his voice, sternly admonishing, "If you still want to enter the main company, you need to step up."
"The Sui family is becoming restless," Daniel continued, his gaze fixed on Alex.
Accustomed to giving orders from his high position, Daniel exuded an aura of authority.
Raising an eyebrow, Alex questioned, "Is that why you called me?"
Daniel squinted his eyes and awaited Alex's response.
His son smirked and continued, "Now that the Sui family is gaining power, do you believe you have lost control over them? Shouldn't you have considered these things when you kicked me out and let them in?"
Alex's tone was neutral and detached, almost as if he were talking about something unrelated to himself. However, the mockery in his eyes was clear.
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