Leo meticulously read through the email, his heart heavy with anticipation before he finally made the call to his uncle.
In his office, Andre watched his phone ring. He reached out to answer it instinctively but ultimately hung up.
Setting down his phone, Leo's momentary hope was quickly replaced with anxiety. He wiped the moisture forming at the corners of his eyes. His uncle's opinion meant the world to him; gaining Andre's support was more motivating than anyone else's could ever be.
With a self-mocking laugh, he thought about how he could still hope for support after angering his uncle.
The next second, his phone rang again. He swiftly grabbed it, but a fleeting disappointment crossed his face when he saw it was Noah, not his uncle. "Hello, Noah."
"Leo, you've received the email. Please come to the office to handle the resignation and handover procedures."
"Alright."
After being out of sight for a few days, Leo reappeared, noticeably more mature. Previously seen as an immature young man, he now spoke as an equal among his peers.
Arriving at his uncle's newly arranged office for him, Noah commented, "This desk and chair were custom-ordered for you from overseas by the CEO himself, matching his own. Unfortunately, you won't be using them, and neither dare we."
"Has my uncle left work?" Leo asked.
"No, he's still in his office."
Pausing briefly, Leo replied, "I understand."
He left with a box in hand, hesitated before Andre's office, then decided to knock on the door.
Andre, watching his nephew through the surveillance, felt each knock resonate in his heart, "Come in."
Yet, Leo hesitated, intimidated by the thought of facing his uncle again.
After a few seconds, he pushed the door open.
For the first time in days, uncle and nephew locked eyes.
"Uncle, I'm sorry," Leo apologized with a quiver, his eyes glistening.
Andre's heart seemed made of stone, his demeanor cold, "You chose your path, bear its hardships. From today, Cedillo Inc. has no place for you."
Leo nodded, wiping away the tear, "Uncle, I won't return home until I've achieved something. I don’t deserve to be your nephew."
Seeing the tears in his eyes, Andre scolded sharply, "Pathetic! Society doesn’t care for your tears or promises."
As Leo left, casting one last look at his uncle who returned to his work, his resolve strengthened.
After Leo's departure, Andre closed his laptop with a frustrated slam.
At the Irvin household, Mia went directly to her parents' home after school to pick up her son.
Henry sat alone on the couch, engrossed in playing with his grandmother's sun umbrella, with only his grandfather watching him quietly.
Mia, having heard about Leo's job loss from the well-informed Molly, indirectly learned about Leo's choice. "Dad, if a cybersecurity firm approached you for investment, would you consider it?"
"No."
"Why not?" Mia asked.
"There are many companies, but none of substantial size that interest me. I'm unfamiliar with the field, and without trust in the people involved, I wouldn't invest. Moreover, with the high entry barrier and its technical nature, our company would struggle to assess the product quality. Investors lacking industry background and technical support can hardly predict future revenues."
Meanwhile, Henry had started chewing on the sun umbrella.
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