She said, already weeping thoroughly.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I didn't think it'd end up like this. It's my fault for embarrassing you and making enemies of the whole McCarthy family. I'm sorry."
Jessica apologized repeatedly. Even though she'd said those three syllables countless times tonight, she wanted to puke.
But she knew that, before Wilhelm, she had to throw away her pride and finish the performance.
At the very least, she couldn't have the old man completely disappointed in her and abandoning her.
As expected, old man Kawn looked at her and said coldly, "Know what your biggest mistake was tonight?"
Jessica froze.
She looked at him in a daze and shook her head.
"Your biggest mistake was that you moved without finishing your opponent, giving them time and space to breathe, then to retaliate."
He sighed, then said lowly, "It was fine today. Only a child. And it was unrelated to family interests. But from now on, if you want to go after a person, remember to go for the jugular. Either stay your hand, or go for the kill. Give no room for your enemy to recover. Otherwise, you won't just have all your efforts go to waste, you might even lose control of a situation that had gone well initially and have it all backfire. Got it?"
Jessica stood rooted to the spot.
She looked at the old man in disbelief at the words coming out of his mouth.
Wilhelm smiled frigidly.
"No need to be surprised. Since you're in the Kawn family now, you'll understand sooner or later. Since time immemorial, no one in power got there with clean hands. You need to get down and dirty to secure your family and your status. Don't get fooled by how the McCarthy family acts high and mighty, like they have nothing to do with the rest of the world. That grandfather and grandson have just as many skeletons in their closet as your Grandpa's. And all these years, if Archie McCarthy hadn't been ceaselessly expanding his territory and eroding the power of the other few families, why would we try to preserve our security with arranged marriages? It was all forced. I'm old now. If I were to pass on for good one day, the family is in the hands of your two uncles. But as clever as they are, they don't use any of that cleverness on our opponents, instead wasting their energy fighting each other. So I'm giving you these shares to act as a lubricant and an adhesive in between them. I know you can manage it. You're clever, no less than your two uncles. So long as you stay loyal to the Kawn family, I won't care about anything else, got it?"
Jessica, shaken, nodded.
"I've got it, Grandpa."
Wilhelm closed his eyes, fatigued, and waved at her.
"All right. I'm tired. Go. Have the assistants come in."
Jessica respectfully complied and turned around to leave.
Meanwhile, Anne had followed Natalia home. After a bath, she laid in bed and had Natalia tell her a story.
Because the kid had been through a lot today, Natalia decided to stay with her for one night instead of letting her sleep alone.
After finishing one story, Anne suddenly asked, "Mommy, did Auntie Jessica push me into the water because I shouldn't have heard her talk to uncle Kawn?"
Natalia jolted.
Gently, she said, "Didn't you say she didn't talk much with uncle Kawn?"
Anne frowned.
"She didn't say much, but I feel like their expressions are weird. They look bad."
Natalia stared.
A children's instincts were always on point.
Even if she might not understand the meaning behind their words, she could feel if someone was good or evil from their expressions and their aura.
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