Chapter 1392

"Now you're telling me you're proud?" Sergio asked. He took a step back to widen the gap between himself and the man in front of him. His voice turned cold, and his words were mockingly biting. "Dad? Aren't you supposed to be dead? If you're dead, why bother coming back?" Anthony Brooks slowly removed the voice modulator from around his neck. "I came back for your mother. Everything I've done—every step I've taken—was to bring our family back together." Sergio's eyes were filled with disbelief. He scoffed, "Bring us back together? He pointed at the photos surrounding them. "Is this what you call a reunion? Anthony, let me remind you—To the world, you've been dead for 20 years! "20 years… Brooks Group moved on without you, and so did I. I don't need you!" To Sergio, Anthony had always been a cold, emotionless machine—strict, calculating, and devoid of warmth. His memories of Anthony were few and far between, fragmented at best. Two decades had turned Anthony into little more