Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

So, within a few days, Nathan Caroule handed the true investigation report of the factory accident to Richelle Dunn and Roy Lewis.

Roy finished reading and remained silent for a long time.

Nathan thought he was dissatisfied with his handling of the matter, and repeatedly promised that he would spend more energy and time paying attention to the situation of each subsidiary in the future.

Richelle called him out of the living room, “Nathan, you don’t need to blame yourself, he’s not angry with you.”

Nathan believed he knew Roy well enough, “If he’s not angry with me? But he hasn’t made any comments after reading the investigation report. I suspect that either my investigation is incomplete, or it’s not clear enough?”

Richelle shook her head, “That’s not the case, the report is very clear, and there are no problems with it. He’s just angry with himself.”

Nathan was even more confused, “Angry with himself? This has nothing to do with him.”

Richelle said, “Roy is the head of the Lewis family no matter what, even if he seems indifferent and cold, both you and I know that he is actually a very sentimental person. His coldness towards Sebastian Lewis and his siblings is only because they broke his heart, so he can harden his heart against them.”

Nathan nodded, “On this point, I agree. When Roy first took office as president of Lewis Group, he actually gave Mr. Lewis and other uncles and aunts some real positions, albeit not large ones, but they could indeed work their way up, with positions that had hope. However, Roy’s uncles and aunts, no offense, were incapable. After cleaning up their mess several times, Roy gave up hope for them, as you can see, only giving them nominal positions, and not even a secretary would listen to their orders.”

Richelle nodded, “So, you see, isn’t Alexander like a fresh stream among his other peculiar relatives or peers? In other words, before this incident, Roy recognized Alexander’s abilities and probably considered promoting him to take on some important responsibilities after further training. After all, they are all from the same root and origin, and if possible, he would still like to cultivate and take care of them.”

“But now that Alexander has done something like this, it indirectly means that all the sincerity he has put in in the past is wasted. However, Alexander is Sebastian’s son, and Roy should be more wary. But he didn’t, and the fact that Alexander attacked me made him feel even more guilty. He must be thinking now that if it weren’t for his misjudgment of people, and if he didn’t consider blood ties, he wouldn’t have fostered Alexander, who ended up biting me back.”

After listening to Richelle’s logical analysis, Nathan couldn’t help but give her a thumbs up.

“You go ahead and get busy, I’ll wait for his anger to subside a bit and then reassure him.”

Nathan indeed had many other things to attend to, so he simply nodded.

“Well, I’ll get on with it. Be sure to persuade Roy not to be too hard on himself—he’s not even fully recovered yet—it’s not worth losing a single cell over someone like Alexander.”

How could Richelle not understand this truth?

But people are emotional animals, no matter how rational a person is, they will always have some emotions and thoughts that are beyond their control.

At this moment, Roy was indeed as Richelle said, both angry and regretful.

He never expected that the opportunity he gave Alexander would become a weapon to hurt Richelle.

“Roy …”

Richelle brought in a bowl of sugar water, interrupting his thoughts.

He looked up at her, his expression complicated.

“Richelle …”

Richelle walked up to him with the sugar water, her bottom wiggled, and she sat down on his lap.

She scooped a spoonful of sugar water and brought it to his mouth, “Eat something sweet, it will make you feel better!”

Roy was embarrassed when his mood was pointed out so bluntly.

“I haven’t…”

Richelle took advantage of his open mouth and threw the sugar water in.

Roy was forced to close his mouth, stretching his hand forward and around her slender waist.

“It’s my fault …”

Richelle interrupted him before he could finish, sending another spoonful of sugar water into his mouth.

Roy was forced to eat, and this repeated itself until Richelle had fed him all the sugar water in the bowl, and he still hadn’t finished his apology.

Seeing that he was no longer struggling and began eating obediently, Richelle began to speak.

“Roy, this matter has nothing to do with you. You don’t have to blame yourself. Your cultivation and expectation of Alexander is because you still have hope for family affection in your heart. Your effort is not wrong; what’s wrong is him—he let down your expectations and chose the wrong path when he had a clear one to follow! His fall and ruin has nothing to do with you.”

“As for him hurting me, that has even less to do with you. What he wanted to attack was not me, but the person who threatened his greater interests. I just happened to be that person and have nothing to do with you.”