?<strong>Chapter 1520:</strong>


    Leon, consumed by his tirade, missed the weight of his words and Lucille’s brewing storm.


    Lowell watched his parents, the weight of his heritage feeling more like a curse.


    Leon’s life with his mistress was an open secret among his family, who all yed along, not wanting to rock the boat.


    Biting back her anger, Lucille insisted, “Let’s take this inside. Making a spectacle only tarnishes our image.”


    This seemed to resonate with Leon, and he toned down his fury. As they stepped into the office, Lowell couldn’t help but ask, “Did Dolores put you up to this?”


    “Without your sister’s tip-off, we’d still be in the dark about you ying hooky to woo some slut!” Leon’s hand thudded on the table, his cheeks reddening.


    Lucille’s response was frosty. “Your personal life is your own, until it affects this family. End it with her before you’re too tangled up to get free.”


    “So, just because Dolores chirps, you think I’ve got a girl?” Lowell countered.


    “Is she lying?” Leon shot back, visibly seething.


    Lowell gave a derisive snort. “I was up working till the early hours. Overslept and missed your call, and now I’m supposedly romancing someone?”


    Leon was unconvinced. “You worked till four in the morning? Cut the excuses, break up with her, and maybe I’ll keep this job open for you.”


    Fire shed in Lowell’s eyes. “I don’t have a girlfriend! But you really should watch Dolores.”


    “What’s her deal?” Leon shot back. “She’s in the hospital. What could she possibly mess up?”


    “You’re out of the loop,” Lowell snorted. “Yeah, Dolores is hospitalized, but she’s still stirring the pot. Even wheelchair-bound, she’s pestering Shaun. Recently, the Kennedys have been a thorn in our side, torpedoing deals we were about to lock down. We’ve already lost two million-dor contracts!”


    Leon’s grim face darkened even further. He clutched his chest and eximed, “You and your sister are aplete nightmare!”


    With icy calm, Lowell countered, “Forget about my love life and focus on your daughter. If you don’t want thepany to tank, keep her away from Shaun!”


    He then settled at his desk, his features set in determination, and barked, “I need to work now. Leave, please.”


    Lucille tried to smooth things over, gently pulling Leon away. “Lowell’s right. We shouldn’t bug him during work hours. Let’s let him concentrate.”


    Despite wanting to argue, Leon allowed Lucille to guide him out.


    Lowell, facing hisputer, was far from distracted by his work. He hadn’t foreseen Dolores causing such a fuss. His parents ignored her antics, alwaysing down hard on him instead.


    At that moment, his resentment towards Dolores peaked.


    After exiting thepany, Leon and Lucille decided to visit Dolores at the hospital.


    In the car, Lucille voiced her worry. “Dolores wants us to fabricate a story and frame Shaun. Should we go along with it?”


    Leon kept his eyes closed in thought.


    After a pause, Lucille continued, “The Kennedy family wants to cut ties and sabotage our projects. They clearly want nothing to do with us.”


    Leon slowly opened his eyes and observed, “In this world, there are no permanent foes. With enough incentive, even the Kennedys mighte around.”


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