Due to his weakened condition, Morgan almost had a heart attack when he heard the news that Demian had been attacked. The news was still confusing, but it was enough to send him into a state of panic. "Katty! Dylan!" Morgan shouted, clutching his chest. He swatted away the hand of his assistant who wanted to help. "Get away from me!""Sir, you're in pain. How can I stay away," said the assistant refusing to obey. He was in charge of Mr.Morgan's health. If anything happened, Mr.Demian would surely kill him brutally. "What parent wouldn't be in pain if they knew their son was in danger! Hah!""Yes, I know, but you must also understand your own condition. Calm down. Mr.Demian has many bodyguards. The enemy won't be able to hurt him that easily.""That's what you think!"Annoyed that Katty and Dylan had not shown up, Morgan forced himself to leave the room. Together with his assistant, he went to Dylan's room which must be where Katty was. Inside the room, Dylan was raging after receiv

"Demian!"Demian didn't move at all when an exclamation sounded quite loud in his ears. It was his father's voice. "Sir, be careful," Niel said, swiftly holding Mr.Morgan's body, which was about to fall due to his unbalanced steps. This was what he was worried about. "Demian, is all the news true?" asked Morgan while looking worriedly at the cold figure sitting on the dining chair. He had been in his room when he was told that his son had come home. Morgan wanted to make sure that his son was okay after the shooting incident. "Just ask your favorite wife, Dad. She's the one who knows the truth about the news," Demian said casually, delegating the answer to Katty. Meanwhile, her hand kept rubbing the dog's head on her lap. Very obedient and also sweet. "W-what does this mean? Why me?" asked Katty stammering. Cold sweat instantly broke out all over her body. She panicked. "Why you? Of course it's you. Who else could it be? Your son?"BraakkkDylan pounded the table. He had had enou

Inside his room, Dylan was sitting back and relaxing while watching a live television broadcast. There was no wind, no rain, and suddenly Demian made a clarification. This was very surprising considering his attitude of not liking to appear in front of the camera. And of course, it raised a lot of curiosity in Dylan's mind. "Is that asshole trying to get public sympathy after what happened to him last night?" said Dylan with a faint smile. "So weak. Not even a single wound on his body. Do you have to make a clarification like this?"[To prove whether the news is true or not, I promise to announce it to the media when I find the right companion. You can judge for yourselves whether or not the success of my business has anything to do with the marriage between company owners. Excuse me!"]Dylan's eyebrows knitted together as he heard Demian's last statement before leaving the conference room. There were disappointed journalists who felt unsatisfied with the conversation. There were eve

Rosalind looked intently at the two men now standing by the bed. This man's features seemed familiar. Where had she seen him before?  "I'm Morgan. The father of the man you saved the life of," Morgan said not wanting to make Rosalind feel curious.  "I'm Katty. Demian's mom." Katty joined in the introductions. The tail of her eye kept noticing every inch of skin on Rosalind's face. It was smooth and soft. But this woman did not look like she came from a prominent family.  (Yeahhh, this is the jackpot. Rosalind perfectly meets the criteria of the future daughter-in-law I want. All I have to do is persuade her to marry Demian. Then my plan will come to fruition)  "Demian?" parroted Rosalind as she frowned. "So that's the name of the person I saved, huh?" "That's right. And he's the owner of B&F Corporation." "B&F Corporation?" said Ro