–Laura–
It was honestly fascinating—everyone had gathered here, and finally, the Blackwell family, together with the Carringtons and Braxtons? They were actually getting along, reminiscing about the past like old friends. This time, Livana sat among them, calmly clarifying everything that had happened.
The Blackwells? They had no clue about the damage or the setup that nearly pushed our company into bankruptcy. For years, our grandparents and parents believed the Blackwells were behind it.
Hearing these old-timers finally apologize to one another? It was… surprisingly comforting.
I glanced at David, who was busily chatting with Grandma Olivia while stuffing his face with his favorite cheesecake. That guy—the goofy middle child of the Blackwells—he was like the cool breeze that cut through all the family tension. The perfect icebreaker during heated arguments.
"Maybe we should continue with our original plan?" Grandma Olivia suggested with a smile.
