A crazy idea gradually took shape in Nolan's mind, and once this thought emerged, it spun uncontrollably inside his head.
Each and every one of them wanted to force him into a desperate corner, but he refused to let them have their way.
His expression slowly calmed, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sinister and vicious smile.
At that moment, his phone rang.
Nolan suppressed the darkness in his eyes and answered the call, his voice so composed that no trace of emotion could be detected.
"Father?"
"Nolan, I've already made arrangements for you to leave the country the day after tomorrow."
Andrew's call was simply to notify Nolan of this matter.
With You'en's help now, he finally had more breathing space.
And it was precisely because of this that he realized how much more outstanding You'en's abilities were compared to Nolan.
How blind had he been before to think Nolan was the most suitable heir for the Andrew Family?
