The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Trista was clueless, perhaps not fully grasping what was happening. With a blank stare and drool at the corner of her mouth, she gazed up at Ivy with those beautiful, wide eyes.

Once Ivy stopped talking, Trista's face split into a wide, giggling smile.

Wayne couldn't help but join in the laughter. Yet, there was a tinge of melancholy in his heart.

Ivy had grown taller over the past few months, and her personality had undergone a significant change, seeming more independent and self-assured. Clearly, he had missed out on a part of her growing up. "Sweetie, take Trista over there to play. I need a word with your dad," Saying to Ivy, Hilaria signaled to her secretary with a glance.

"Madam, I've prepared the documents you requested and will send them to your email. I'll be on my way now." The secretary said.d2

After the secretary left, Ivy, holding Trista's hand, hesitated for a moment before running up to Hilaria. She tugged at her hand, standing on tiptoes to whisper something in her ear.

Hilaria leaned in with a chuckle, then she heard Ivy saying, "Great-grandma, you can't be cross with my dad, okay?"

"Are you afraid I'll scold you?" Hilaria feigned jealousy, "Ungrateful little girl, who've you known longer, me or your dad? And yet you take his side!"

"I'm on both your sides!" Ivy quickly tried to make amends.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

"Alright, I won't scold your dad. Now go and take little Trista to play!"

Ivy, beaming with joy, scooped up Trista and scampered away.

"Is he completely better?" Hilaria wasted no time on small talk and got straight to the point.

Wayne pondered a moment, "Mental illness... there's no such thing as a complete cure."

"I appreciate your honesty." Hilaria settled into the armchair opposite him, "I'll be straight with you too.

When first heard about your

condition, I was dead set on having

Rosalynn leave you."

Wayne's gaze dropped, "I understand. If it were Ivy, I might have reacted even more fiercely."

Hilaria softened a bit as she

watched him, "In any case, keep up with your regular check-ups and don't skip any medication. If you can prevent a relapse, then prevent t... Rosalynn has secretly shed too many tears during your absence."

Her voice cracked with emotion.

Wayne's eyes reddened instantly, "Grandma, I'll remember. Please don't be upset..."

"When you're ready, take over Bane Corporation. You're short on reliable people and in this past year, you should've seen how worn my grand-daughter has become," Hilaria complained with dissatisfaction.

Bane Corporation, unlike her Jared Group, had grown significantly in just over a decade. Wayne had always been ambitious, expanding rapidly. Previously, he alone had been the linchpin. People with such remarkable abilities were few and far between, hence the number of vultures circling when he first fell ill, eager to snatch a piece of Bane Corporation from Rosalynn's grasp.

It was Rosalynn's tenacity, matching Wayne's capabilities, that had kept Bane Corporation intact and allowed it to flourish even more during this period.

"Of course, grandma," Wayne replied, the picture of obedience.

Seeing him so compliant, Hilaria's remaining complaints dissolved unspoken.

Rosalynn finished her tasks and came downstairs to find Wayne sitting across from Hilaria, listening attentively to her's words.

"Grandma," Rosalynn called out, smiling as she approached the two. Hilaria, seeing her, turned to Wayne and said, "Look, here comes another one of your defenders!"