Billionaire: Wait, I can feel it[cite: 1]. Where did you get this[cite: 1]?
The tycoon gripped the armrests of his wheelchair, his knuckles turning stark white as an electric shock seemed to jolt through his paralyzed limbs[cite: 1].
Boy: My mother[cite: 1].
Billionaire: What's her name[cite: 1]?
The atmosphere in the room turned ice cold, the murmurs of the wealthy guests dying down into an absolute, ringing silence as the billionaire demanded an answer[cite: 1, 4].
Boy: My sister[cite: 1].
A gasp escaped the billionaire's lips, his eyes widening in sheer horror and disbelief as the impossible truth began to piece itself together in his mind[cite: 1].
Billionaire: That's impossible... she disappeared twenty years ago during the bitter fallout of the family estate battle[cite: 1, 4].
Boy: She didn't disappear. She hid because she was terrified of what you and the lawyers would do to protect your inheritance[cite: 1, 4].
The billionaire's breath hitched, the polished facade of the powerful CEO crumbling away to reveal a broken man haunted by decades of regret[cite: 1, 4].
Billionaire: Take me to her right now. I don't care about the lawsuit, the lawyers, or the board room[cite: 1, 4].
Boy: You have to walk to her yourself. That was the deal[cite: 1].
The boy stepped back, giving the tycoon space, watching with fierce loyalty as the man attempted the unthinkable after years of confinement[cite: 1].