Chapter 321
The sting of emotion hit Harrison''s nose unexpectedly.
He had always prided himself on being exceptional in every way, a self-made man who never caused
his father, Vincent, a moment''s worry in the business world.
But the truth was, Vincent had his heart broken over him all along.
Being a parent was never easy.
Looking at his own life, Harrison realized he hadn''t been present for most of it. Roxanne had gone
through pregnancy, childbirth, and raised their little Ang up to three years old without much help
from him.
Instead, it was he who had caused Roxanne so much pain.
He truly was a bastard, a failure of a man.
In front of his father, Harrison couldn''t muster the sentimental words that would''ve pleased the old man.
He held his gratitude close to his heart and said sincerely, "Dad, in the future, when ites to
managing marriages, I will definitely learn from you."
Vincent patted his shoulder gently and said, "You''re a good kid, Harrison. To admit one''s fault is a
virtue."
Harrison looked down, his gaze falling on his father''s arm. The same arm that once swung a golf club
with vigorous strength was now speckled with age spots andcked its former power. Vincent had aged
before his very eyes.
And Harrison hadn''t even given him the chance to enjoy his golden years with little Ang.
Grateful words buried deep, Harrison resolved to do more and speak less from now on.
After leaving Dominic''s, Evelyn drove back to herpany.
The Miller Group was located in the bustling CBD of Seraphim Haven, just a stone''s throw from the
Rodriguez Group.
At the crossroads, her Bentley met Harrison''s Rolls Royce.
Anthony, Harrison''s driver, always slowed down at the sight of her car and would remind Harrison, "Mr.
Harrison, that''s Ms. Miller''s car."
Harrison rolled down his window and nced at Evelyn, who rested one hand on the steering wheel
and the other on the window ledge, looking back at him.
Evelyn shed a yful smile, "Harrison, you''reing into the office sote today. Don''t tell me you
spent the whole night making up for lost time with Roxanne." Her smile turned mischievous, "So, how
was it? After several years without, wasst night out of this world?"
Harrison''s face became gloomy, and he admonished her, "Shouldn''t you, as ady, watch your
“Oh,e on, Harrison. Don''t be as stiff as those old executives on your team. Can''t I, your friend,
have a little fun with you outside of work?"
Jokes were allowed, but her jokes were always a bit too risqué for his taste.
"Alright, alright, I''ll stop teasing you. I''ve got an interview to attend to. See you around," she said,
waving her hand before speeding off.
Anthony pressed the elerator, steering the car towards the parking lot, "Mr. Harrison, it''s tough for
someone as free-spirited as Ms. Miller to run such a bigpany under so many constraints."
Harrison didn''t respond, but it was clear he was in a good mood; the loneliness that used to cloud his
face was gone.
As they circled around the office building''s ornamental fountain, Anthony suggested, "Now that you and
the missus are back together, why not consider having another child? Otherwise, Ang might end up
like Ms. Miller, burdened with the family business."
"There''s no n for a second child, and don''t mention it to Roxanne," Harrison said, unwilling to
pressure her.
As for Ang, Harrison had no intention of letting her follow in the footsteps of her aunt. Whether she
wanted to join hispany or pursue her own path, he would respect her wishes.
Outside the CEO''s office.
Thepany''s legal director and CFO had been waiting for Harrison for some time.
Mr. Johnson and Victor greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Harrison."
Harrison nodded and entered his office, "Let''s talk inside."
Once settled, Harrison sat on the couch, and the two men stood before him.
"Take a seat," Harrison motioned to the CFO, "Victor, did you prepare the documents I asked for?"
Victor handed over a pile of documents. "Mr. Harrison, the Rodriguez Group''s finances are strong, and
we''re liquid. Why did you want me to detail these asset portfolios?"
Harrison didn''t answer immediately but looked over the papers.
"I want all these real estate properties transferred to Roxanne''s name. Stocks, bonds, futures, and the
foreign currency reserves, too. Victor, assist Mr. Johnson with this."
Victor expressed his concern, "Mr. Harrison, such arge change might rm the board. You''re the
major shareholder; if everything moves under Roxanne''s name, it could affect your influence."
Harrison''s assets were vast; reviewing them would take more than a day.
Closing the folder, he said, "No worries. Draft an authorization agreement, Mr. Johnson."
In essence, Harrison intended to transfer all his wealth to Roxanne, then have her authorize him to
continue as the CEO, managing the entire group.
He would still be the one working, but Roxanne would be the beneficiary.
He wanted to give her the utmost security.
Knowing about their previous divorce, Mr. Johnson asked cautiously, "Mr. Harrison, you''re not nning
to have Roxanne quit her job and live off this wealth, are you?"
"Of course not."
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He wouldn''t make the same mistake twice.
Assets to Roxanne, as well as freedom and respect, would be hers.
If she wanted to carve out her own career path, so be it.
Handing over these assets was merely his way of giving her a safety, a boost of confidence.
He asked, "Mr. Johnson, how soon can we wrap this up?"
Mr. Johnson replied, "Mr. Harrison, such significant amendments will take at least a week to process all
the paperwork."
Harrison nodded and said, "Alright, Victor, I need you to work closely with Mr. Johnson on this."
Victor nodded in agreement, "Sure thing."
Harrison continued, "Let''s keep this change under wraps for now. Roxanne prefers to keep a low
profile. And Victor, from now on, update Roxanne about thepany''s earnings quarterly. She should
be aware of how fruitful her assets are."
From here on out, Harrison intended to ensure Roxanne could be an independent woman of means,
fully capable of standing on her own two feet, with the added advantage of his support—a true self-
madedy of affluence.
In a nutshell, he was going to see Roxanne happy.
Meanwhile, there was a hup with Evelyn''s interview.