Loving DAD 1060

Silas realized he’d misspoken and pressed his lips together, frustration simmering in his chest. 

“No matter what, with that much power in Sharon’s hands, she’s bound to throw her weight around, hu she’ll turn the Kalen Group upside down.” 

Victoria replied coolly, “Not necessarily. Even If Sharon wants to run wild, those veteran board members backing her won’t allow it.” 

Silas snorted. “Those old fossils? They’ve been forming cliques inside the company for years. I’ve long had enough of them. They contribute nothing, yet they constantly hold us back–always saying this can’t be done, that can’t be done. They think they’re so capable just because they once basked in Mom’s favor. Times have changed, but they’re still clinging to their outdated ways.” 

He admitted, privately, that their mother’s investment success had come from sharp insight, not mere luck. But in today’s fiercely competitive market, her methods might not have worked so easily. 

Scott spoke calmly. “Sharon has spent these years studying art. Whether she can stand up to the test remains to be seen. If she turns out to be all show and no substance, even Mom’s old supporters will stop backing her. Besides…” 

His gaze turned sharp, his tone cooling. 

“We’re Shayla’s children too. Why shouldn’t they support us instead?” 1 

Silas froze, then anger flickered across his face. 

“Mom was so unfair. She abandoned us for years–never once came back to see us! Even when she died, we didn’t get to see her one last time. And now she’s left everything to Sharon. How could she? It’s as if Sharon were her child. Aren’t we her sons? Did she feel no guilt toward us at all?” 

By the time he finished, his eyes were rimmed red. 

Scott opened his mouth, wanting to reason with him, but in the end, he stayed silent. Deep down, he couldn’t deny it–he, too, resented their mother. Resented her for leaving when they were still children. For never once looking back. (1) 

And now, even in death, she had left them nothing–every last thing went to Sharon. 

Just then, a calm, cutting voice drifted from the doorway. 

“No matter how guilty she once felt, I imagine it all vanished the moment she saw how you treated another woman’s daughter better than your own sister.” 

Everyone turned toward the sound. Thomas stood at the entrance, a few folders in his hand–documents meant for Sharon. 

The brothers hadn’t gone back to the study, so their conversation had carried through the hall. Thomas had heard every word. 

Neither Silas nor Scott looked flustered, and Thomas’s expression remained unreadable. In their minds, they’d 

only spoken the truth. These were things they would have said to Sharon’s face–so what if Thomas had overheard? 

Silas’s eyes blazed. “What did you just say? Say it again if you dare!” 

Thomas didn’t even glance his way. “I don’t waste words on violent fools.” 

Scott, however, locked his gaze on Thomas’s eyes. “You said… our mother came to see us?” 

All these years, he had never known a mother’s love. And yet, somewhere deep in his heart, he still yearned for 

1. it. 

Thomas was Sharon’s bodyguard. He was by her side constantly. Perhaps… he really did know something.