Silas Darwin?
He was miserable!
Though he used to be a playboy himself, he had at least survived some hard times.
So Silas had eventually learned to rein it in.
But his wife had completely spoiled their youngest son.
Reggie had been causing disasters since his teenage years, and Harrison had indeed pushed to send him to military school for discipline.
But Reggie's mother couldn't bear to part with him.
She wept and begged, acting as if her father-in-law was trying to murder her son rather than shape him into a man.
With her staunch refusal, Harrison eventually let him stay.
But not without beating Reggie so severely he spent a month in the hospital.
Knowing his son and daughter-in-law held resentment over it, Harrison hadn't forced the military issue again.
Given free rein, his grandson spiraled completely out of control.
There was no cure for regret, and no amount of it could change the past.
"If you know what's good for you, you'll harden your heart, have him marry Yolanda Hamilton, and ship him off to the Southwest frontier."
Silas instantly hesitated. "Dad, the Southwest is incredibly remote, the conditions are brutal..."
"Did you really think I was sending him on a luxury vacation?"
"He should be thanking his lucky stars that Yolanda is even willing to take him."
"If it wasn't to keep him in line, she wouldn't even consider moving out there."
"If you refuse, I guarantee your son will spend the rest of his life rotting in a prison cell the second I'm dead!"
In Cabinda, there were too many enablers letting Reggie get away with murder. It was better to shackle him to a formidable wife who could actually control him.
Then they'd see if he still dared to act out.
"No, it's not that I want him to live in luxury, but forcing him to marry Yolanda? He'll absolutely refuse."
Putting aside the fact that Yolanda had already been married once.
Her sheer physical dominance and intimidating build made her completely mismatched for Silas's son.
Reggie might have been a useless scumbag, but he was at least undeniably handsome.
Otherwise, why would Yolanda still be hung up on him even after her first marriage?
"Hah," Harrison sneered coldly. "If you ask me, he isn't even worthy of licking her boots."
"She is a capable, formidable woman. What the hell is he?"
"If you don't want to listen, fine.
is the last time I intervene in his nest
userable life.
"If you agree, I'll swallow my pride and negotiate with the Hamiltons."
"If you refuse, then never speak of Reggie in my presence again."
"The three of you can figure it out yourselves!"
With that, Harrison slammed the phone down.
Noah stood quietly by his side, saying nothing.
Harrison lifted his gaze to his great-grandson.
"Noah, I know you despise Reggie."
"But at the end of the day, blood is thicker than water."
"No matter how much you hate him, the rest of the world sees you as one family."
"So even if it's just for show, you need to learn how to tolerate him."
"My final plan for him is the Hamiltons."
"If he refuses, you won't need to concern yourself with whatever fate befalls him."
"But if the Hamilton arrangement
become goes through, they might
a powerful asset
the future
"Reggie isn't entirely useless."
"At the very least, he has a pretty face."
Noah nodded. "...I understand, Harrison. I'll follow your lead."
Harrison truly did care for the boy.
Noah had heard of the Hamiltons; they used to be on the same elite level as the Darwins.
But unlike the Darwins, who were
running out of capable heirs, the
Hamiltons had sectet
young talents in their
It was just that Yolanda wasn't exactly blessed in the looks department.
Harrison was essentially selling his own grandson off to her.
What else could Noah possibly say to that?