Before anyone else could speak, Zac quickly stepped in. "Arthur, I know you don’t care about the Gray family, but you can’t just throw away your future like this! Hurry up and apologize to Dad—ask for his forgiveness." Arthur cut him off coldly. "Drop the act. You were smiling so happily just now, and now you’re pretending again? Your acting skills are really something. It’d be a shame if you didn’t go into show business." Gasps rippled through the group. Instinctively, they turned to look at Zac. Smiling? Their minds immediately flashed back to that day at the Gray estate—when Julie had claimed she saw Zac smiling while in Raelynn’s arms. Julie’s frown deepened as she observed Zac closely. Arthur had changed. But Zac… he was getting more suspicious by the day. Zac’s face turned pale, a flicker of panic flashing in his eyes. He quickly stammered, "What are you talking about? I was so worried—when would I have had time to smile?" Arthur’s voice was sharp and unrelenting. "With me out of the family, you’re the only son left. Even though you have no blood relation to them, you’ve finally gotten exactly what you wanted after years of scheming. Of course, you’d be thrilled." Silence fell over the Gray family. Arthur’s words may not have been the absolute truth, but an uneasy feeling crept into their hearts. Especially Raelynn. Zac’s complexion turned even whiter. The way they were looking at him made him feel exposed, vulnerable. He clenched his fists, trying to maintain his composure. "What scheme? I was just trying to help you, and this is how you repay me?" Arthur smirked and held up his phone. "Oh? What a coincidence. I just recorded your expression. Want me to show them?"Zac flinched. His entire body stiffened. He bit down hard, teeth grinding together. The Gray family’s expressions darkened further. Was Zac really… Before they could think too much, Zac suddenly clutched his chest, face twisting in agony. "Arthur… I know you don’t like me, and that’s fine. I’ll leave, okay? You don’t have to make up all these lies just to get rid of me…" Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes fluttered shut, and his body collapsed. "Zac!" John lunged forward, catching him just in time. The suspicions in the Gray family’s minds evaporated in an instant. The only thing they could think about now was Zac’s fragile health. "Quick! Get him to the hospital!" Rosie sprinted off to get the car. John didn’t hesitate—he scooped Zac into his arms and ran as if every second counted, terrified that even the slightest delay could be fatal. As they passed Arthur, Zac cracked his eyes open just a sliver—just enough for Arthur to see the smug gleam in them. His expression practically screamed, "See? No matter what you do, the moment my health is in question, they will always choose me." This trick never failed. Arthur suddenly found it all incredibly dull. He slipped his phone back into his pocket. There had been no recording. He had just been bluffing. But seeing how the Gray family reacted, Arthur suddenly had a change of plans. He was no longer in a rush to expose Zac.In his past life, John had handed Gray Corporation over to Zac after graduation. Once Zac took control, he squandered money recklessly, hosting lavish parties and secretly transferring company shares into his own name. By the time Arthur had died, the once-powerful Gray Corporation had been completely hollowed out—left as an empty, debt-ridden shell. And John? John had still been oblivious—convinced that Zac was running the company brilliantly. The financial reports Zac had shown him? All fabricated. Julie, who had once been the general manager of the company, had been conveniently shuffled off into an insignificant department where she had no access to Gray Corporation’s internal affairs. Rosie and Susie had also suffered. Their careers had plummeted, all thanks to Zac’s manipulations. But at the time, they had convinced themselves it was just bad luck. Arthur’s lips curled into a devilish smirk. Since they cared so much about Zac’s well-being… He would be more than happy to help. He would even guide Zac along the way just to make sure he reached his full potential. Arthur pulled out his phone and checked the stocks he had purchased on Monday. Just as expected, the stock had skyrocketed. His balance had multiplied several times over. By tomorrow, the stock would begin to crash. Arthur calmly started selling it off. Meanwhile, at the hospital, Zac miraculously "regained consciousness" not long after arriving. His voice was weak, apologetic. "I’m sorry, Dad… Mom… my body is just so useless." "Zac, don’t think about that right now. Just rest," John said, full of concern.