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Though Orion had entertained similar thoughts before, they had remained just that-thoughts.

He knew deep down that he could never act on them. If he did, Seraphina would surely kill him. The idea of her being able to walk away easily was nothing short of a dream.

Therefore, he would not allow himself to contemplate such possibilities.

Watching his silence, Ramona couldn't hide his satisfaction.

"Don't think that resorting to underhanded tactics is unacceptable; all that matters is that it might work. Do you really intend to stand by while she marries someone else and starts a family? That would mean creating a formidable enemy for our family!"

In Ramona's eyes, the Crosses could only ever be rivals or partners.

Right now, everyone was looking out for themselves. But if Seraphina were to ally with someone else, it would shatter any hope of cooperation between the two families.

Moreover, having observed Seraphina's capabilities over the past few days, Ramona felt even less inclined to let such a remarkable woman be claimed by another. She could bring numerous benefits to the Droses.

"Grandpa." Orion finally raised his gaze, his narrow eyes icy and devoid of warmth, his voice carrying an undeniable chill. "Do not attempt to harm her. I will not allow it." "What?" Ramona replied, taken aback.

Orion's tone turned even colder. "I am now the family head and the company president. I will decide who our family chooses to ally with and whom I marry. You fieedn't concern yourself with that. If you're bored go fishing, travel, or play chess. In any case, my affairs with Seraphina are none of your business."

Ramona's expression soured, his eyes narrowing. "You don't want to?"

"I do want to do that, but I'll do it my way. I won't resort to despicable acts that cannot be undone."

Orion's voice was frigid.

Accustomed to his noble stature, he would never treat a woman poorly, especially not Seraphina.

The tension between the two was palpable. Ramona narrowed his eyes and stared at him. The old man's temper was flaring.

"Fine, if you refuse to act, don't come crying to me later" Ramona sneered, already plotting his next move.

He had just stood and taken a couple of steps when Orion called out to him again.

Just as he stood and took a few steps towards the door, Orion called him back. Ramona felt a sense of smugness; the young were always too naïve. As long as a method worked, who cared about the means? Surely, Orion had regretted his decision. Orion's voice was hoarse and icy. He urged, "I'll make sure you're well taken care of. If you dare do

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Ramona felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He turned back in disbelief, his eyes locking onto Orion's.

""You brat!"

Orion picked up the phone and instructed, "Send Mr. Ramona back home."

After that, he didn't spare the old man another glance.

With that, he didn't look back. Ramona's face turned ashen, furious that the grandson he was so proud of -the heir he had painstakingly nurtured-could turn against him like this!

He was nothing like his mediocre father, Luca Dros.

Orion had always been bright and bold, nurtured to take over the family business. When the time came, Ramona had passed the family legacy to Orion, believing he would excel. This grandson of his had always been outstanding in his role.

Yet now, he felt an unsettling realization creeping in-he was old, powerless to compel Orion to obey him.

Once Ramona left, Orion sank into a chair, fatigue washing over him, his brow furrowed as the dim light seemed to envelop him.

"Mr. Dros?"

Ken had witnessed the intense family drama unfold. He could no longer endure the oppressive atmosphere in the office. He cautiously ventured into a new topic. "Christmas is just a few days away. Should we prepare a gift in advance this year?" Ken's mention of a gift naturally referred to one for Seraphina.

Orion rubbed his forehead wearily and said, "What did I give Seraphina last year?"

"Hmm," Ken hesitated before continuing, "Last year, you didn't give her a gift. In fact, you haven't given her anything in previous years either."

Orion remained mute.

After a long silence, Orion finally spoke softly, "I understand now. This year, I'll make it up to her."

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