It was the first time Frank had ever seen Nathan lose control like this, especially in the middle of the night.
But the next second, he hid the surprise in his eyes, lowered his head, and answered respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Harlow."
Not long after, the Harlow family's most luxurious executive car stopped outside Dempsey Group headquarters.
The security guards refused to allow the vehicle inside until daybreak.
Nathan waited outside the President's office for four full hours.
In the end, the only response he received was a message from Luke.
"Mr. Harlow, go home for now."
Nathan had not slept all night. His eyes were already bloodshot.
"Why won't my cousin see me?"
Elijah, the current head of Dempsey Group, was Nathan's cousin and ten years older than him.
Ever since Elijah took cont
