As Machi Takahashi made a resolute decision in his heart, his son Eiji Takahashi’s surgery wasing to an end.


    When he saw the doctor pushing his son, who had both arms in casts, out of the operating room, Takahashi’s heart sank.


    He felt an overwhelming urge to confront the person responsible for his son’s injuries immediately.<fnacd5> Original content can be found at f?ndnovel</fnacd5>


    However, after some reflection, he realized that the priority was to secure cooperation with the Banks Family. If they allied with the Ito family, it would be Takahashi who faced the consequences.


    Thus, for the time being, he chose to suppress his anger and bide his time.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Fortunately, Teng Lin Zhengzhe had already tracked down the perpetrator and was monitoring their movements closely. Takahashi felt assured that this individual was cornered and that their reckoning was only a matter of time.


    Eiji Takahashi was under local anesthesia, so he was still aware of his surroundings. Spotting his father waiting outside the operating room, he felt a wave of emotion wash over him, and tears began to flow.


    “Father, I’m so unfilial for causing you trouble!” he eximed.


    Machi Takahashi waved his hand and sighed, “You’re not to me for this. Just focus on resting these next few days. Once your condition stabilizes, I’ll take you home to recover.”


    Eiji nodded vigorously.


    It’s often after facing hardship that children truly appreciate the warmth of home.


    At that moment, someone hurried over and addressed Takahashi Machi with respect: “Chairman, Ito Yuhiko has sent flowers and fruit baskets as a gesture of condolence…”


    “Ito Yuhiko?!” Machi Takahashi’s brows furrowed instantly upon hearing the name.


    He then uttered coldly, “Humph! Knowing the kind of person Ito Yuhiko is, he’s sending flowers and fruit baskets now to mock me and revel in my misfortune! After his daughter was injured in that game in China, I sent him flowers and fruit baskets too, just to mock him. I didn’t think he would retaliate so quickly!”


    Eiji, with his arms in ster, responded angrily, “Dad! Ito Yuhiko is a despicable person! The flowers and fruit baskets you sent him were reportedly tossed into the trash. Now he’s doing this to deliberately humiliate me! I’ve lost so much face this time; I can only imagine how he’ll taunt me in the future!”


    Machi Takahashi attempted to reassure him, “Son, there’s no need to be so upset. Perhaps Ito Yuhiko doesn’t mean anything by it; he might just want to express his sympathy?”


    Eiji retorted, “Dad, do you really believe that? His daughter was hurt, and he sends flowers and fruit baskets? Isn’t that just a show of mockery?”


    Machi Takahashi smirked, “You have a point; I was indeed mocking him…”


    Eiji’s face fell as hemented, “The video of Nanako Ito’s injury has circted throughout Japan, and people here admire and support her greatly. Meanwhile, I’m the one who’s beingughed at after this incident. I’m utterly humiliated…”


    In that moment, Eiji was overwhelmed with emotion and began to cry uncontrobly.


    His fragility was understandable; after all, he had once been a beloved yboy in Japan, with countless admirers calling him ‘husband’ online.


    Yet now, in a blink, he found himself beaten nearly to death in front of the entire nation, an incident that would haunt him forever. Regaining that lost pride seemed almost impossible.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>