Chapter 18

Che instantly collected herself and inquired, "Have Auri Pinda and the rest not returned from their vacation yet? I was afraid Helen would be disturbed if she told him about her unhappiness." "Nope, they're having too much fun," they said, adding that they will return in a week. "But what about Uncle Vemon? Will he be attending another business dinner this evening?" Your Uncle Vernon canceled his obligations after learning that you were returning home. He promised to join us for supper again. Should be here any moment now. "Good," Vernon Ross entered the room as soon as they had completed their conversation and grinned as he saw Charlene. "Charlene, you've returned." Then, however, his face became concerned.

"What is the reason for your significant weight loss? Have you not been eating healthily? Charlene dismissed it with a giggle. I have been very occupied. Tonight, I'll eat more. When dinner was served, Vemon moaned and continued to pile roast meat onto her plate. Charlene saw that Vernon was exhausted, but he said she had lost weight. She was aware of the challenging circumstances the Ross Group was going through, even though she had never worked there. Vernon struggled to keep the business solvent while juggling his daily workload. If Thome had offered his assistance, the Ross Group wouldn't have been in such terrible shape throughout the years.

Thorne had never assisted her, save on the two dire times when Irma had stepped in. With his misconceptions about Irma, Charlene believed that Thorne would have been more likely to ruin the Ross Group than to assist it if it weren't for Irma. The roast beef's flavor decreased in her mouth as a result of those thoughts. Vernon was aware of her situation and never urged her to turn to Thorne for assistance, even when she was in need. Charlene gave Vernon a seventy-million check after dinner when Helena was asleep. "Charlene, I don't need—" Charlene protested, "I don't have much use for it," and pushed the check back in his direction. "I can't really do much more to help.

It's the only option. She did well in school growing up and was able to help with research and development. However, she was not suited for the corporate world. Luckily, she possessed a number of artificial intelligence patents a few years prior. She and Stewart co-founded a digital firm that also paid dividends every year. She could easily make tens of millions of dollars without doing a single thing. Vernon felt embarrassed. Barely surviving, "You've given me money several times, but the company is still..." When Vernon said, "It's my lack of ability," "Uncle, a large investment in the company's changeover is typical.

Try not to worry about it. It brought up memories of Stewart's remarks during their most recent meeting. "The field of AI is expanding quickly. Our business might have led the industry and been valued at billions of dollars by now with your development talents and my operational knowledge. Fortunately, there are still a lot of chances in the AI industry, and I hope you can get back to us soon." Her return to the firm may greatly boost its fortunes if she still had her previous skills, which would eventually allow her to provide her uncle even more financial assistance.

Thorne arrived home about ten o'clock. "Dad, you're back?" Jasmine said, rubbing her eyes. "Yes," he said sharply. "If you're exhausted, go to bed." "All right. "Good night, Dad." "Good night." Thorne grabbed the glass of water the butler had given him, drained it, and went upstairs after Jasmine had gone to sleep. The bedroom appeared to be vacant and was completely dark. Thorne hesitated, then switched on the light. It was vacant, as one might anticipate. Raptor