"Of course." Thompson sighed. "He wanted to apologize to Carla himself. Hence, he was waiting for her to come through the door the entire time before he passed…"
"He had tears in the corner of his eyes due to regret. He wished he could have done so much more for your mother, for you, and for Ms. Lierger."
"Hence, I hope you can do whatever your heart desires. Don't end up like your Grandpa. He was filled with regret at the brink of death, yet he couldn't do anything to change it…"
All the wealth and power were nothing to the Giblo family. These worldly things were something they could obtain at the snap of a finger.
"Yet, relationships are what you and your father desired for years. So, you should go for it!"
Zayn was rather shocked when he heard those words. He merely knew that Thompson was Jombo's best man in charge. He was the second most powerful man in the Giblo family after Jombo.
He was always the man to calm Jombo when he was angry and give him a wake-up call when he lost his way. He had also trained a group of subordinates for the Giblo family like Brandy and Benard.
In fact, he was the only man besides our family member who knew Jombo inside out.
Sure enough, Thompson knew what Zayn had in mind all along. The things he wanted to do and what he desired most.
"Look at it from a different perspective, one would not cherish the relationship if it was always a process of smooth sailing. A fight would eventually break out among the two over trivial things.
"In contrast, relationships that have experienced up and downs would bear good fruit. Perhaps this is a challenge for both you and Carla to overcome. Hence, once you reunite, you will look back and cherish the relationship you both shared."
Thompson patted Zayn's shoulder and said, "Therefore, Mr. Zayn, dreams will come true as long as you're alive!"
Thompson's words brought great encouragement to Zayn.
I had always hoped that Jombo would understand me, support me, and eventually say such words to me. Yet, it didn't happen. Nonetheless, Thompson had said it on behalf of Jombo.
Zayn could feel a strong sense of power surging through his veins.
He was convinced that everything would change once he gets better. Carla would be by his side and the kids would return home too. Everything would be perfect again!
The next day, Zayn held a board meeting as he announced Jamal as the executive director. Thus, all business matters would be under his care.
Similarly, he had promoted Mosa, who would then be in charge of the domestic market region.
He spent the whole day docking all business matters. For example, he handed all the projects to various people in charge, including the Gymnasium Project to Mosa.
The employees panicked as soon as they heard the announcements. Many had doubts and questions, yet no one dared say a word.
"Mr. Giblo, what is the meaning behind these arrangements?" Jamal finally asked.
Zayn gestured for Benard to close the door of the conference room and disconnect all internet equipment.
"I overworked myself over the past few months and decided to take a break. Don't worry, everyone, I just need some time to recover. I'll be back in a couple of months, fully recharged!"
The upper management was in terror when they heard the news as they quickly asked about his health condition.
"It's nothing serious." Zayn waved his hand. "I mean, look at me. Do I look like I'm terribly ill?"
Zayn made an extra effort to make himself look extra sharp. That way, he'd look energetic and not sick besides looking slightly thinner than usual.
"I just wanted to rest, " Zayn replied plainly. "Besides, our headquarters in M Nation is in a mess all because of the things that have recently happened here in the Giblo Group. Therefore, I have to deal with it myself. Consequently, I am human, after all. My energy has its limits, so I've decided to focus on our headquarter for now."
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