Outside, people kept flocking to him, as if they’d never heard any of the rumors. They threw themselves at him, one after another, undeterred.
Dennis Williams watched it all with cool detachment, never showing the slightest sign of being moved. His feelings, too, were always on the colder side.
Even his family, when they heard the gossip, could hardly believe it.
After all, with so much attention from so many people, how could Dennis not be interested in even one of them?
But only Dennis knew the truth—he really had never felt anything for anyone.
Not until he met Camila Davis.
Looking back, he remembered how Father Benedict had tried to warn him, hesitating, as if there was something he wanted to say but couldn’t bring himself to finish.
Whatever it was, Dennis figured it probably had to do with Camila. Maybe Father Benedict had sensed something and thought the two of them weren’t a good match.
Dennis only smiled calmly at the thought.
The judgment of others, the weight of public opinion—they could be daunting, sure. But if you simply stopped caring, wouldn’t everything become much easier to handle?
You just had to be strong enough.
He and Camila talked for a long while. When Camila started to look tired, she excused herself to wash up and get some rest.
Once she was gone, Dennis turned to Aaron. “Look into it—why did Sandra Taylor come to Cabinda?”
Aaron nodded at once. “Understood.”
—
The next morning.
Camila woke up, half expecting that Lillian would be shaken by yesterday’s events—maybe she’d fuss and refuse to go to school.
But to Camila’s surprise, her little girl was just as sweet and well-behaved as always, as though nothing had happened the night before.
After breakfast, Camila couldn’t hold back her concern any longer. She looked at her daughter and asked gently, “Lillian, are you feeling better today? Not scared anymore?”
Lillian nodded her little head, a bright smile lighting up her face. “Daddy said he’ll protect me, so I’m not scared!”
Dennis watched the pair of them from the side, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
Camila smiled quietly to herself. Of course—when it came to comforting their daughter, Dennis was always the better one.
His words carried a distinct chill—a warning that was impossible to miss.
Aaron nodded immediately. “Understood.”
He knew exactly why Dennis was angry: Sandra Taylor had shown up at the preschool and upset Lillian, which had made Ms. Davis unhappy. And if Ms. Davis wasn’t happy, how could Mr. Williams be?
Sandra Taylor really didn’t know when to quit.
Aaron wasted no time. As soon as he got back to the Smith Group, he called up a contact at another branch.
“I heard Ableson Thompson wants to do business with you guys. Give him that deal, and I’ll send an even bigger opportunity your way. But you have to pass a message to him for me.”
The contact was stunned—such a lucrative offer dropping out of nowhere was beyond belief. “Of course, just tell me what you need.”
Aaron relayed Dennis’s instructions without delay.
—
9 a.m., in one of Cabinda’s gated communities.
Ableson Thompson had just finished breakfast when he got word that the deal he’d been chasing for so long had finally gone through.

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