How I Accidentally Married a Billionaire-Chapter 699 - 698

"Old Mr. Sims, I am also sorry for you!"

Someone else spoke up, "I deliberately fixed your window shut so you wouldn’t see a speck of light!"

"I, too, am sorry! In the night while you were asleep, I purposely opened the door to let the cold wind in!"

"Likewise, I apologise to you, although I did nothing, I have been leading in cursing you these past few days..."

"..."

The members of the Special Division, one by one, all bowed to Old Mr. Sims as a gesture of apology, and also out of genuine admiration for the elderly man.

Even those who hadn’t done anything were now offering their bows and apologies.

Just then, a solemn voice suddenly passed through: "Let me through."

The crowd turned their heads and saw Brian Dawson walking slowly forward.

He looked at Old Mr. Sims, at his full head of grey hair, his infirm legs and feet, and at his eyes that never wavered, still resolute.

Brian Dawson suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his heart.

He strode to Old Mr. Sims, and with a "thump," he knelt in front of him!

Old Mr. Sims was stunned; "What are you doing? Get up quickly..."

But Brian Dawson spoke directly: "Don’t ask me to get up. I’ve grown up under your guidance, and I know best what kind of person you are. Yet, because of my position as head of the Special Division, I’ve doubted and resented you over the years! Even after you got into trouble, my first reaction wasn’t to question or comfort you, but to stay angry. Uncle Sims, I am sorry!"

Leaving these words, Brian Dawson bowed deeply, his head knocking hard against the ground!

This bow was so intense that everyone present felt a twinge in their heart. When Brian Dawson looked up again, his forehead was indeed badly bruised.

He wanted to continue bowing, but Old Mr. Sims smiled, "Get up, you brat!"

That term ’brat’ made Brian Dawson stiffen suddenly, as past experiences flashed before his eyes, causing his eyes to turn red. He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he only choked up.

Old Mr. Sims then supported his arm; "These years, you have done well."

He went on to say: "I should have handed over my position to you long ago, but for the sake of Barry Brandt, I had to stay on. It’s understandable that you have complaints against me, but even so, I am very satisfied with the work you’ve been doing recently!"

He helped Brian Dawson to stand up, then smiled, "You are my pride, I am reassured leaving the Special Division to you!"

Upon hearing this, Brian Dawson was stunned: "What do you mean by this?"

Old Mr. Sims looked at Barry Brandt and smiled, "Barry is back now, what’s the point in me clinging to this position? It’s time for me to retire! Also, the money in my account, which I dreaded moving due to potential audits, I will now donate all of it to charity! This is Barry’s contribution to the country!"

Old Mr. Sims had never engaged in corruption; the money in his account had remained untouched.

Brian Dawson’s eyes turned even redder in an instant. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Barry Brandt’s eyes also reddened, as he directly supported Old Mr. Sims’ arm: "You’ve worked hard, sir. You could have completely retired, letting Brian Dawson take over the position to connect with me would have been fine..."

But Old Mr. Sims patted his arm: "It was never certain when you would come back, and to prevent the freezing of funds, whenever you launched a project, you wired it to me. This matter was bound to explode sooner or later. If it weren’t for me, then today, it would have been you, the ’brat’ confined here... My old bones can still manage, so I’ll stay on in this position!"

Upon hearing this, Brian Dawson’s eyes grew even redder.

He understood...

Old Mr. Sims was never greedy for power; he had remained in this position to protect him!!

If it were him in this position, then he would have been the one exposed today!!

Brian Dawson’s heart was shaken, filled with unprecedented regret!

Such was Old Mr. Sims, unchanged, but how could he have doubted Old Man?

How could he... How could he!

Brian Dawson slapped himself hard, then knelt down again, bowing deeply: "Uncle Sims, I have wronged you!"

Old Mr. Sims sighed, immediately leaned down to help him up again: "Between you and me, it’s like father and son; there’s no need for such formality. After your father passed away, I regarded you as my second son!"

He looked towards the people of the Special Division surrounding them and smiled, "From now on, the Special Division will be under Brian Dawson. I hope you all support Brian Dawson and carry the legacy of the Special Division forward!"

The rest of the members of the Special Division immediately shouted in unison: "Yes!"

In this world, occasional sacrifices are nothing; Old Mr. Sims gave his entire life to the Special Division, and he truly commanded respect.

Old Mr. Sims waited until everyone had responded, then suddenly looked towards Keira Olsen at the back of the crowd.

He suddenly smiled and waved at Keira Olsen: "Young girl, come here."

Upon hearing this, Keira Olsen paused slightly.

The people of the Special Division around her immediately looked towards her, making way for her.

Keira Olsen, feeling helpless, walked up to Old Mr. Sims.