Chapter 117: Father's Pain
"So little left…"
Leon Hoffman sat in his study, the pressure of the years pushing down on him felt heavier than ever.
The fire crackled in the hearth, and it formed shadows against the walls of his grand estate.
But it didn't feel grand. It didn't feel like home.
Not without Arthur's laughter ringing through the halls. Not with Diane still suffering, still fighting battles she never should have had to fight.
And that was his fault. All of it.
No matter how much money he regained, no matter how many victories he won in court, no matter how many people he crushed to reclaim what was stolen—none of it could fix his family.
Rachel had taken everything from him. His fortune. His reputation. His children.
And even now, years later, the damage still remained.
Leon let out a long sigh, rubbing his temple.
A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts.
"Come in."
His assistant, Henry, stepped inside, carrying a stack of documents.
