Chapter 975

It was a calm evening. Rowan had just settled into his favorite booth at the diner, ready to enjoy a steak dinner. Across from him sat Sydney, who had shown up uninvited.

Rowan continued slicing through his steak, his face giving nothing away despite Sydney's sudden arrival.

With a soft voice, Sydney asked, "Rowan, are you really going through with the divorce?"

"The papers have been sent. Do you think I'm bluffing?" Rowan replied, his tone as flat as his expression. He took another bite and looked up at her.

"Rowan, we've been together for twenty years. You can't just end it like this. What did I do wrong?" Sydney pleaded.

"You're perfect, except you betrayed me," Rowan said calmly.

Sydney was about to argue, but Rowan cut her off. "There's no point in talking. My decision is made. I've transferred all my shares to Oliver. Staying married won't get you anything."

Seeing Rowan so determined, Sydney dropped the act and got straight to the point. "If the shares are with Oliver, what about our son, Dominic?"

Rowan chuckled, "I knew you weren't here to patch things up. You want the shares." Sydney was lost for words.

"Dominic claimed he'd prove himself, but he doesn't have the skills for business. I'm not handing over the company just to watch it sink."

"Rowan, how can you be so heartless? You watched Dominic grow up!" Sydney exclaimed.

"I've given you plenty over the years, and you know it. Yes, I watched Dominic grow up, but I didn't raise Oliver, did I?"

Rowan continued, "The forty million is Oliver's now. I've given Dominic something more valuable than money-my time."

Sydney was speechless.

Rowan paid the bill and walked out, not wanting to waste another word on Sydney.

As she watched him leave, Sydney's eyes held a calculating glint. If Rowan was ruthless, she would be merciless.

...

News of Rowan's illness swiftly reached Oliver and Brandon.

Brandon called Josefina to help.

When Josefina arrived at Rowan's house and saw him in bed, her expression turned serious.

"Grandpa Brandon, let me take a look first. You sit down and rest," she said,

opening her medical kit and sitting by Rowan's bedside.

She took a needle and pricked Rowan's finger, watching as dark blood seeped out.

Brandon was shocked, rushing over. "Josie, is Rowan poisoned?"

"Grandpa Brandon, it's not poison. It's a venomous curse. There's a parasite inside him. We need to find the source and destroy it. Otherwise Rowan won't make it," Josefina explained.

Brandon, overwhelmed, nearly fainted.

Josefina called out, "Bennett, the medicine!"

Bennett, equally shocked, quickly slipped a pill into Brandon's mouth.

"Josie, please, you have to find a way. Rowan finally came around and despite my frustrations with him never, thought 'd have to buy

him, Brandon lamented, sinking into

a chair, exhausted.

Bennett, who had watched Rowan grow up, was desperate to see him recover.

"Ms. Josefina, please," Bennett pleaded, tears in his eyes.

"Grandpa Brandon, Bennett, I'll do everything I can. Right now, we need to find the source of the curse.'l think of something" Josefina promised.

"I won't allow it!" Oliver's angry voice came from the doorway.

Brandon wanted to speak but was at a loss for words. He understood Oliver's resentment towards Rowan all too well.