Chapter 1117



Harold nodded thoughtfully. “You’re right. You and Lucas were married and divorced before you ever had the chance to experience a normal relationship. It’s important to take your time and enjoy this phase. Belinda, you have my full support.”

Belinda smiled and replied, “Thank you, Harold.”

Norma added with a playful smirk, “You can let him wait a little longer.” She then shot Lucas a teasing glance.

Lucas was rendered momentarily speechless. Was this how parents were supposed to act?

Belinda couldn’t help but laugh at Lucas’ reaction.

Just as Lucas opened his mouth to say something, Hooper’s voice echoed from the doorway. “Mr. Kane Clark, you’re here.”

The mention of Kane’s name instantly shifted the mood. The four at the table tensed as Kane stormed into the dining room, his eyes locked on Lucas. He stopped beside Lucas, his face flushed with anger. “Lucas! What the hell are you trying to do?” he demanded.

As Kane’s furious accusations filled the room, Lucas remained composed.

After calmly putting some food onto Norma’s plate, he turned to face Kane, his sharp gaze locking onto him. A slight arch of his brow accompanied his response. “You already know the answer to that, don’t you?”

Kane’s face darkened, his anger simmering. Harold, sensing the tension, spoke in a stern tone. “What’s going on here? Explain yourselves.”

Kane turned to Harold, his voice rising with frustration. “All the businesses under my name have been targeted, one after another. I looked into it, and guess who’s behind it? My dear brother, Lucas! Dad, you told us not to fight each other. You said we’re brothers and should support each other. I’ve done everything you asked! Since I returned, I’ve kept my distance from Lucas, minded my own business, and never once crossed him. But what has he done? He has come after my businesses, trying to ruin me! Does he hate me so much that he has to destroy everything I’ve built?”

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com hosts captivating tales The damage to Kane’s ventures—restaurants, bars, clubs, and casinos—had been swift and devastating, leaving him reeling from the financial blow. The thought of it only fueled Kane’s rage further.

Harold’s brow furrowed as he turned to Lucas, his voice heavy with concern. “Lucas, is what Kane said true?”

Lucas’ expression remained calm, his lips curving into a faint smile as he nodded. “Yes, I asked my people to do that.”

Harold asked, “Why?”

Lucas glanced at Kane, his gaze steady. “Kane knows the reason better than anyone.”

Kane’s voice erupted in anger. “I’ve told you several times that I don’t even know who Diego is! Yet you keep blaming me for this! No matter how many times I explain, you refuse to listen!”

At the mention of Diego, both Harold’s and Norma’s expressions shifted.

Diego?

The man who had altered Belinda’s blood test results. Could it be that Lucas had traced the bribery back to Kane?

Harold turned to Lucas, his voice measured. “Lucas, are you saying you’ve connected the matter of Belinda’s altered test results to your brother? Do you have proof, or is it just speculation?”

Lucas replied in a calm tone, “The person who bribed the casino staff used an anonymous burner phone and a ghost account for the transfer. But my team still managed to track the transaction’s IP address, right back to Griyh Crait.” He paused, his gaze fixed on Kane. “Kane, are you going to tell me that’s just a coincidence?”

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