My father was sitting on the armchair in the living room, fiddling with prayer beads in his hand. When he saw me come in, he merely glanced at me indifferently."You're home.""Dad.""Alfred told me about Snow."He put down his prayer beads, went silent for a moment, and sighed: "I told you long ago that she's a bad egg, but you wouldn't believe me.""I'm sorry.""If you realize your mistake, then you have to change."Dad stood up, walked over, and patted me on the shoulder, "The Swain family can afford to lose, but we can't be cowards."My nose tingled, and I nodded hard. "Yeah."I slept soundly that night, not dreaming of Snow, nor of that chaotic mall.The next morning, I put on a neat suit. When I arrived at the company, Alfred's call came in."Sir, Wardle Group's shares hit limit down after the market opened this morning and have been forced to delist. Snow Wardle is suspected of multiple financial crimes. The Public Security Bureau is preparing to arrest her, but she h
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