That rascal had grown a lot in the past three years. After graduating, they shipped him off to the overseas branch to get a grasp of their business. Now he was capable enough to stand on his own.
This brought a sense of pride to Balfour. Finally, Byran was no longer the mischievous youngster he once was.
Tomorrow, he would arrange a position for Byran in the company and let him gain more experience.
The Howard familyâs mansion.
After three years, Byran was home, Home was still as comfortable as ever. He lounged lazily on the couch, using his forearms as a pillow.
He glanced at his father, who had just hung up the phone. âLet me guess, big brotherâs not coming back, is he?â
McNeil Howard set his cellphone aside. âYour brother has some business to attend to today. Heâll come to see you tomorrow.â
Byran hummed dismissively. âI knew it. Big bro wouldnât drop everything just for me.â
Although he said this, Byran wasnât upset with his brother at all.
In the past three years, he hadnât been home and hadnât seen his father or his grandparents.
But his brother visited him at school every month and brought him things. Of course, there was always a lecture or two, but he knew it was all for his own good.
His relationship with his brother was always good. The age gap just made it seem like there was a barrier sometimes.
After having dinner with his father and grandparents, Byran took the car keys, saying that a few friends had invited him to catch up. And with that, he was off.
He had truly grown into a mature man, and his family no longer kept a watchful eye on him as before.
At a business party in Greenhaven.
The place was crowded with socialites.
At the VIP seats, Ida swirled her wine glass absentmindedly while turning to the man next to her, Chase. âWhatâs the deal with Sophiaâs husband? Were you able to dig up anything?â
Chase casually crossed his legs as a frown appeared on his face. âItâs a tough nut to crack. Sophia seems to have put up defenses. All I know so far is that her husband is disabled. Heâs always in a wheelchair, but I couldnât find a single picture Wheelchair? Disabled? Ida squinted as she remembered Mr. Blanchet, who, before his disappearance, was last seen at the airport in a wheelchair..
Could it be that Sophiaâs husband wasâ¦
Lost in thought, Chase suddenly nudged her, almost causing her to spill her wine.
Startled, Ida glared at Chase. âWhat is it?â
Chaseâs gaze was fixed on a certain someone, and he pointed his chin towards him. âLook, whoâs there? Ida, your old flame is back.â
Ida thought Chase was joking. Reluctantly, she looked in the direction he pointed and froze.
It was Byran.
Byran was over there, clinking glasses and chatting with a few of the elder statesmen of the business world. His every move exuded a mature steadiness. He was so different from the impulsive and naive youngster he used to be.
He looked energetic and was not a lanky youth anymore. He had filled out and had a muscular build that women would swoon over.
As she watched him, Byran seemed to sense someoneâs gaze.
He looked up, and their eyes met briefly. Byran raised his glass to her in a distant greeting, then continued his conversation, handling it all with ease.
Chase clicked his tongue admiringly. âLook at that. The little pupâs grown into a big bad wolf,â