The Billionaire's Forbidden Longing

Dwight stood there, stunned for a moment before his emotions erupted.

"What did you say? Who is this old man? Does the Carter family think you have no family left? Tell me, how did he trick you? Did he offer you money? How much? I'll pay him!" Dwight fumed.

Allison's face instantly darkened.

Teddy was shocked, quickly interjecting, "Dwight, what the hell are you talking about? Allison is more capable than Alexander. You're out of line."

"Mr. Sullivan," Alexander began, his voice calm but firm, "I know you're Allison's mentor, but her personal life is none of your business. Allison and I are together because we love each other. Yes, I have money, but implying that's the reason she's with me insults her. Besides, Allison isn't lacking. The entire Serenity Manor belongs to her. So, who's richer is up for debate."

Dwight realized he had crossed a line and glanced at Allison, who was looking down, clearly hurt. He felt a pang of guilt but didn't know how to apologize.

Just then, Kismet burst out of the kitchen, brandishing a knife. "You bastard, how dare you bully Allison? I'll kill you!"

Now it was Dwight's turn to be chased.

Alexander pulled Allison to a seat at the table, trying to reassure her.

"Is it okay to just let this go?" Allison asked, still worried.

Teddy thought they should intervene, but before he could say anything, Alexander gently ruffled Allison's hair. "Don't worry about it. And don't take his words to heart."

Allison nodded, though she wasn't angry-just hurt. She knew that many people assumed she was with Alexander for his money. Hearing it from Dwight, however, stung deeply.

"Kismet, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, okay? You have bad legs; what if you fall? Fine, fine, chop me up if you must!" Dwight pleaded, now sitting on the floor, looking utterly defeated.

Who would have thought that the usually dignified and respected professor could act so shamelessly? Allison could barely watch.

Thankfully, Xavier had already cleared the room of other patrons, leaving only family. So, no outsiders witnessed Dwight's disgrace.

"Kismet, everyone's watching. Give Dwight some dignity, please?" Allison finally intervened.

Kismet reluctantly returned to the kitchen, knife in hand.

Allison looked at Dwight on the floor and sighed. "Enough theatrics. Get up. You're too

old for this nonsense. No wonder Kismet doesn't like you."

With that, Allison sat down to enjoy the meal. It was too delicious to waste.

Dwight got up, sneaking a glance toward the kitchen, his antics making the younger ones laugh.

"Allison, I want a drink!" Dwight demanded.

Allison ignored him and turned to Teddy. "Pour him some tea. If he wants alcohol, he can get ready for another heart attack. Remember last year's scare? If he needs a bypass, I'll help, but he's not wasting medical resources because of his temper."

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Teddy quickly poured Dwight some tea, remembering how Dwight's heart attack had terrified everyone. If not for Allison, Dwight might not have made it.

Seeing Dwight's fear, Allison gestured for him to eat.

Dwight ate but kept glancing toward the kitchen, piquing Teddy's curiosity.

Soon, Xavier brought out a bowl of pasta. "Dwight, this is my mom's special recipe." Dwight's mood brightened instantly.noveldrama

Allison exchanged a surprised look with Alexander, not expecting Dwight to be so favored by Kismet.

"Xavier, tell Kismet I'm sorry. This pasta makes up for everything. I'll do whatever she wants!" Dwight said.

Dwight, now in a better mood, found Alexander less irritating and even kicked Teddy under the table. "I guess the apple fell a bit further from the tree! Don't worry, not everyone can be as brilliant as your uncle!"

Teddy rolled his eyes, thinking, 'Hey, someone has to keep the family humble!'

After lunch, Allison led Alexander, Dwight, and Teddy through a small door at the back of the restaurant into an alley, then used her fingerprint to unlock another door.

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"It looks just like the old place," Dwight marveled. "Allison, you've really outdone yourself!"

"Did you used to come here?" Teddy asked, curious.

Dwight nodded, pointing to a room on the west side. "I used to stay there. My grandfather was business partners with the Bishop family. They made a lot of money together. During the war, my family fell on hard times, so I came to Skycrest for college and stayed here. That was about sixty years ago."

Allison, intrigued by this new information, went to open the room Dwight had mentioned, finding it clean and well-maintained. The front was a study, and the back a bedroom.

Dwight's eyes welled up with tears. "I never thought I'd see this place again. Allison, thank you. I'm staying here. Teddy, go get my things from the hotel. I'm moving in!" Teddy sighed. "Dwight, isn't this a bit presumptuous? We don't even know who owns this place. They might not let you stay."

Alexander looked at Allison, who was smiling.

"Not only can he stay, but you should too, Teddy. We've been looking for a quiet place to work on our calculations. This is perfect. Once the door is locked, no one will disturb us, and no one will think to look for us here," Allison said.

Dwight and Teddy's eyes lit up. "Yes, this is ideal. Conducting our research at Stellar University's lab has always felt risky. I've always suspected our data was being leaked. There's no way another lab's results could be 65% identical to ours."

Allison shared this sentiment, which was why she brought Dwight and Teddy to take a look. This place had been set up as a small, fully equipped lab. It was completely sealed, with a jamming system to prevent any tracking.