"Grandpa, Dad, I'm back." Tyrone sat down on the sofa: "I know everything, and the sneak photos have been sent to my phone."

"Who is it? Gene then asked, "These guys were so blatant that they almost crashed. Fortunately, my driver reacted quickly, otherwise --"

Tyrone was not ambiguous either, saying, "I've already ordered people to look into it. We'd better hold our ground until the truth comes to light. If we overdo it, we'll think we're the ones who started the trouble, "he said.

"Exactly!" Darcy agreed.

"Second brother, you are the Finance secretary, and some people in the political Department just want to make fun of you." "It's not easy for you to get to where you are today, and it's normal for some people to be envious," Tyrone said to his brother.

"They don't want to see Gene's joke, they want to see our House of Debois joke." "Big trees attract the wind," said Darcy calmly. "It has always been the case in every generation."

"Phew, I'm the first to say no!" Tyrone almost blew up.

"I see who dares to do that? !" Old Man He looked displeased and said, "This is just an election campaign like this. If he really takes office, will he still let people live?" The people nowadays, alas, are too fickle. It's not like our days when we were truly of one mind!"

"Dad, calm down. Let us, the younger generation, handle such matters. You should rest when you need it. There's no need to discuss it with us."

Darcy comforted his father.

Valentine glared at him and said, "There is someone who wants to do something bad to my grandson now. Can I just stand by and do nothing?" Darcy, Father doesn't like to hear this, say it less often!" He cautioned.

"Yes, I remember, don't get angry."

Darcy was usually a strict father, but in front of his old father, he was a filial son and would not have any objections. Especially in recent years, knowing that his father is old and has heart disease, he will give in to him even if he wants to.

Gene exposed his arm, which was covered with bruises and looked rather pitiful.

It was hit while he was in the car, as he had been circling around for a while to avoid the vehicle in front, and the driver had done his best.

Seeing this, Tyrone said with a slightly darkened gaze, "Brother, you were afraid that the incident would affect your career, but I wasn't afraid. If you let me know who it is, I'll ruin the person first!"

"Kid, take it easy." "We are all civilized people," Darcy reminded his son.

Tyrone nodded.

Soon Valentine got up and went upstairs to rest, leaving the three of them to talk about something else.

Your grandpa is getting on in years and has been complaining about his heart discomfort. I'll take him to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up in a few days. I'm afraid he might have a psychological burden. Right now, none of you are allowed to tell him.

The two sons nodded in agreement.

"Gene, you go upstairs and rest, go to work as usual tomorrow, be more cautious about the outside world, and avoid people you shouldn't offend." "Remember, keep yourself safe." Darcy said earnestly.

"Well, I know how to do it." Gene responded.

He got up and left the room at once.

There was only a moment of silence left in the room, both father and son.

Tyrone knew it well and said, "Dad, say whatever you want. I'm all ears. There are no outsiders here. Even if it's a big matter, I'll take care of it."

"From childhood to adulthood, I have been the strictest and have placed the greatest expectations on you. You boy, what are your plans now?" Darcy looked at his youngest and most cherished son.

Tyrone pricked his ear and said, "Dad, I'm tired of hearing such words. I just think it's fine now. I can't sit in your seat."

"Hehe."

"According to Grandpa's idea, I'm made for a general, but I'm afraid I can't handle anything else, nor can I sit still." Tyrone continued.

"Evan's business is getting bigger and bigger, Gene is just starting out in the officialdom, and their future is right beneath their feet. Tyrone, I'm not against you being a soldier all the time, but I think being a special forces soldier is too hard and there's always a risk to your life. It's glorious, but it's frightening to the elders."

Darcy is telling the truth.

"I'm not afraid of hard work." Tyrone just said so.

"Not to mention anything else, there are just too many risks, and although your mother doesn't object, she keeps whispering in my ear every night, hoping that one day you can retire and just do a clerical job. With me paving the way ahead, I can't do without your benefit."

Unfortunately, Tyrone wouldn't agree at all.

The two talked for a while, but their opinions were always inconsistent.

Darcy was frustrated and said, "If you want to be a special forces soldier all the time, I have no objection."

Tyrone gave a knowing smile and asked in return, "What conditions do you have? Let me tell you first."

"Get married to a woman as soon as possible to give House of Debois a future. That way, all of us will be at ease, to put it bluntly, without any worries."

How could he possibly agree to such conditions? So Tyrone took the opportunity to escape.

"Son, you have to think about House of Debois before you think about yourself." Darcy held his hand down and said, "This request is not excessive. You think about it first. According to your elder brother, that Delilah has a very good impression of you."

"If you can persuade my brother to marry her, I'll find a better wife."

"You!" Darcy is speechless.

"Dad, I'm so tired. I want to take a bath first. I have training tasks tomorrow."

That means the conversation is over.

When he came to his room, Tyrone was still wearing his coat when he found something was missing - a necklace around his neck, a very memorable gift.

After thinking for a while, he finally called Sienna, but no one answered, whether they didn't hear or deliberately didn't answer.

Less than ten minutes later, Sienna's call came on his own initiative.

"Tyrone, did you miss me? Can I say I've been thinking of you just now? I was thinking about it while I was taking a bath." She put it very straightforwardly.

Tyrone felt a sore tooth and could imagine the expression on her face, which must have been very flat.

"Don't be sentimental. I dropped something and thought I might have left it in the bar, so please help me look for it. It's okay not to look for it." He was polite.

It's okay to help, but I want an equivalent exchange. Sienna is ready to go further.

"Forget it, I can go and look for it myself tomorrow."

Tyrone doesn't want to compromise with her. She's full of tricks and hard to guard against.

'All right. So what did you drop? Your own heart? Or are you deliberately making excuses to actually want to call me?"

Her muffled grin reached Tyrone's ears through the phone and sounded like a joke no matter how you tried.

Tyrone explained the reason.

"Don't worry, I'll find it. See you tomorrow. Don't miss me too much! '

"Sienna, say it again if you have the guts!" Tyrone gritted his teeth.

"I mean you don't think too much about the necklace I'm looking for." She added quickly.

Tyrone put down his phone and exclaimed, "This woman is so pervasive, and when she reminds him, he really starts thinking about her."

Thinking of her bad behavior towards him, he suddenly felt hot all over.

Damn it, she actually has this ability!