Sean knew that matters of the heart couldn't be forced. They had met at the wrong time, and with so many misunderstandings between them, it was clear that she truly didn't want the boss anymore.

His voice choked up. "It's such a shame. You two seemed like a perfect match, a power couple. She's kind and gentle. When she's happy, she's like an adorable seventeen-year-old girl, but when facing enemies, she's mature and composed."

After speaking, Sean lowered his head and ate, feeling miserable. He hated Timothy and Joanna for their unscrupulous methods. They were the reason the boss and his wife couldn't be together.

Sebastian's chest ached with the same bitter regret. The old saying hit him harder than ever-you never know what you have until it's gone.

The two ate their dinner in silence. A tear dropped into his bowl, and he swallowed his bite along with it.

Sebastian saw it, which only made him feel worse. He stared at the rice in his bowl, his appetite gone, but he knew he had to eat.

He had to recover his strength as quickly as possible so he could help Natalie from the shadows and win this war.

Joanna and Maxwell Griffith's efforts would all be for nothing. They had waited over a decade, only to end up with nothing.

This was the surprise he had prepared for them.

In the coming days, the two of them would be driven mad with fury, and after their anger subsided, they would start plotting how to kill Natalie.

He was the one who had pushed her into the line of fire. This time, he would not let her get hurt again.

After dinner, Sebastian leisurely picked up the file from the table. He opened it, took out the documents, and flipped directly to the last page.

The moment he saw the words confirming no biological relationship, Sebastian felt a sense of both understanding and relief.

After he finished reading, he showed it to Sean. Sean was shocked. "Sir, how can that be? You two look so much alike!"

Sebastian smiled coldly. "If there can be two identical Sebastians, then it shouldn't be surprising if there are two identical Timothys."

"What...?" Sean was so shocked that his already sore jaw throbbed as his mouth dropped open, stinging tears springing to his eyes.

He wiped away his tears, pulled out a tissue to dab his nose, and then asked in a muffled voice, "Wait, sir what is going on? How is your dad not your biological father? No, mean, how are you not your dad's biological son?"

Sean was completely floored. In all his years with Sebastian, he'd seen his share of

drama among the elite, but this was just outrageous.

Sebastian's gaze was deep and inscrutable "My grandfather has been abroad for the past two years spending his time in Ragnorath, He might have been investigating this matter. Perhaps he knows the truth but didn't want to tell me, afraid it would put me in danger.

"And there's something else. Why was my grandfather so insistent that I marry Natalie all those years ago?"

He still couldn't figure out either of these things.

"Before I married Natalie, my grandfather had me sign an agreement, and I did it without hesitation. Back then, nothing was

me than securing

more important to

than securing

the management rights to the company."

He had been arrogant back then, hadn't gone through all of this yet, hadn't matured. He had still failed Natalie.

There was another reason: to prevent the management rights from falling into the hands of Maxwell Griffith and his illegitimate son.

He agreed to his grandfather's demands. Because that agreement involved Natalie,

and he didn't have a good impression of her at the time.

He didn't understand why his grandfather had dragged Natalie into the Griffith family's schemes.

And then there was Natalie's grandfather, who had suddenly shown up at his office that day to tell him that Natalie was the one who had saved him all those years ago.