Chapter 287

The moment Hector's words left his mouth,Norwood's pleasant smile vanished completely.

The warmth in his features drained away,replaced by a fierce, thunderous glare.

Gripping his cane so tightly that the veins on his hand stood out, he snapped, "Who allowed Colson back here? Throw him out this instant! I don't have a son like that!"

It was unfathomable to Norwood that Colson would dare to show up again.

At those words, Eleanor's fork paused in midair.

She couldn't help but glance over at Nolan to see his reaction.

As expected, Nolan's face had gone completely cold,his aura sharp and forbidding.

Before anyone could react,a lazy voice drifted in from the entryway. "Dad, I'm home. Have you missed me?"

Just then, a man strolled casually into the room. He wore a striking designer suit, his hair dyed a vivid shade of gold, and a bold, mischievous grin played on his lips.

There was no mistaking the man; it was Colson himself.

Clinging tightly to his arm stood a woman draped in sparkling jewels, clearly eager to show off her affection.

This was Ady, the very woman Colson had chosen over his lawful wife and child, openly defying Norwood's authority.

"Leave!" The moment Norwood spotted Ady, his temper flared. He shot to his feet and swung his cane toward Coson. "Don't you dare call me Dad! I have no son as shameful as you! And you dare parade that woman here? Get out of my sight! You're not welcome to this family. Go!"

Colson moved quickly, catching the cane mid-swing with practiced ease.

A smile lingered on his lips. He was untouched by Norwood's outrage.

With unsettling calm, he replied, "Dad,all these years have passed, and you're still holding a grudge?Brodie's been back recently, hasn't he? You saw him, right? I've spent years guiding that boy. He's always saying he wants to come home and take care of you."

Just hearing Brodie's name sent Norwood's temper flaring higher. "Take care of me?" he thought bitterly."That boy's done nothing but push me closer to my own grave."

Nolan rose to his feet, his expression glacial, eyes glinting with a chill that swept straight through Colson.

Without taking his gaze off Colson, he gave a curt command to the nearest servant. "See them out."

Colson's features hardened as he finally locked eyes with Nolan,resentment simmering beneath his surface.

In his mind, Nolan was the reason he had been denied his rightful place as head of the Stewart Group, and why Brodie had been cut off from his future.

Now, not only had Nolan claimed everything for himself, but he had also gone after Brodie, freezing all his assets.

He had even forced them out of Zerovia,leaving them with nowhere else to turn.

With their backs against the wall, Colson decided there was nothing left to lose. He had to come back and fight for what was his. Steeling himself, Colson put on a fatherly front."Nolan, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

His attention shifted to Eleanor, a flicker of interest in his gaze. "So, this is the woman you've fallen for?"

Nolan's response was cold and unyielding, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Don't even try to claim any connection to us.Leave,now!"

Colson's confident grin finally broke, and he jabbed a finger at Nolan, shouting furiously, "You ungrateful brat! How dare you speak to your father that way!"

He barely got the words out before a squad of bodyguards in black stormed in, swiftly encircling him and Ady.

When he saw the show of force, Colson's bravado faded. He plastered on a forced grin, his tone suddenly meek. "Hey, now, I was just messing around.I know l've made mistakes over the years. I'll do better, I promise. Ady and I will try to make amends from now on."

Turning his attention to Norwood, he added, "Dad,you and Nolan should get some rest. We won't trouble you anymore tonight.We'll come visit another time."

Without waiting for a reply, Colson grabbed the shaken Ady and ushered her out of the room. The moment the door closed behind them, Norwood's rigid posture collapsed; he looked as though every ounce of strength had left his body, sinking back into the chair.

"Mr.Stewart!" Hector rushed over to steady him

Norwood slumped against the armrest, his breath ragged and uneven.

He closed his eyes, waved Hector away weakly, and let out a weary sigh. "What have I done to deserve such a son?"