Chapter 325 The Bond Between Mother and Son
Benjamin's slight movement didn't escape Joyce's notice.
She rushed over, eyes locked on Benjamin's hand, and said, "Paxon, keep talking to him."
Seeing Joyce so startled, Paxon seemed to catch on.
He climbed onto Benjamin's bed, snuggled up next to him, and wrapped his arms around his neck. "Grandpa Benjamin, I miss you so much. Please wake up soon and play with me, okay?" Then he planted a kiss on Benjamin's cheek.
This seemed to stir something in Benjamin, and his fingers twitched again.
If the first time was a fluke, what about now?
Joyce's hope flared up again.
She quickly hit the emergency button.
Isaac came over to check and said, "Mr. Blackwood responded to Paxon's words, which means he cares about him the most. Let him come over often to stimulate Mr. Blackwood; maybe a miracle will happen." Joyce was thrilled to hear this.
Even the slightest chance was enough for her to hold on.
She hugged Paxon, kissed his cheek, and smiled, "Baby, you're my luck charm. As soon as you came, my dad responded. Can you visit him more often these days?"
Paxon cupped Joyce's face with his little hands, looking at her earnestly.
"Okay. Aunt Joyce, please don't cry anymore, okay? It makes me sad to see you cry."
Hearing this, Alan and Beatrice, standing nearby, couldn't help but tear up.
Was this the bond between mother and child?novelbin
Benjamin had never met Paxon, yet he responded to his words.
It was clear how much Benjamin had longed for Paxon's presence.
When Joyce cried, Paxon felt sad too. This kind of connection only happened between family members.
What a bittersweet moment for this mother and son.
Beatrice wiped her tears and said, "That's wonderful. As long as there's a glimmer of hope, we won't give up. I'll bring Paxon over often these days. Joyce, don't exhaust yourself; get some rest." With hope, Joyce's face showed a bit of relief.
"Don't worry, Grandma, I won't break down. I'll wait for Dad to wake up."
From then on, Paxon visited every day to chat with Benjamin for a while.
Each time, Benjamin responded.
Isaac also updated his diagnosis, saying Benjamin had passed the critical period.
It was very likely Benjamin would wake up soon.
But it was just a possibility, not a guarantee.
Joyce's anxious heart finally eased a bit.
She returned to the law firm, where a stack of documents awaited her signature on her desk.
As she settled into her chair to review the papers, Maya knocked and entered.
"Joyce, here's the info we dug up on ZERO Corporation. They control several major banks in Europe, have strong capital, and pretty much dominate the European financial scene."
"The former president, Eugene, stepped down two years ago and handed the reins to his only son, Ryan. Ryan's always been low-key, and no one's really seen him. But since he took over, he's bought up a lot of shares in Winters Group from small shareholders, becoming a major player, and he's also joined the Black Wind Society."
"Now they have a case to handle, and Ryan specifically requested you as the lawyer. Here are the case details."
Joyce took the file, read through it, and said, "Set up a meeting with him for me."
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Joyce gave a light smile, "How can we find their weaknesses if we don't go and see? I'm curious to see what they're up to."
The next day.
Joyce met Ryan Ward in the president's office of ZERO Corporation.
She knocked on the office door and saw a tall, upright figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.
The man wore a white shirt and gray trousers, taking a lazy drag on the cigarette in his hand.
When Joyce walked in, a flicker of light appeared in his deep eyes but quickly vanished. He put out the cigarette and walked towards Joyce, a smile playing on his lips. Ryan's voice was gentle yet slightly hoarse, "Ms. Blackwood, I've heard a lot about you." Joyce extended her hand and nodded with a smile, "Mr. Ward, nice to meet you." When their hands touched, Joyce's fingertips felt like they were pricked by something.
It was like a weak electric current, spreading from her fingertips throughout her body.
This tingling sensation was both familiar and strange to her.
Since she and Sebastian separated, she hadn't felt this way again.
Joyce's bright eyes looked at Ryan. The man was handsome, his demeanor noble, with distinct double eyelids and beautifully curved eye corners.
His superior and well-defined features made him hard to forget at a glance.
This face was unfamiliar, yet it gave Joyce a sense of familiarity.
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This familiar yet strange feeling made it hard for Joyce to believe they hadn't met before.
Ryan chuckled lightly, "Can I take your words as love at first sight?"
Joyce's fingers couldn't help but curl slightly, a faint smile on her lips.
"Mr. Ward, you made a very special first impression on me. I hope our cooperation will be successful."
"Really? It's my honor to leave a good impression on you. I've long heard of a beautiful lawyer in the legal world who not only wins cases but is also very attractive. Meeting you today, you indeed live up to your reputation." Joyce was used to such compliments.
She smiled faintly, took out the file from her bag, and handed it to Ryan, saying, "Mr. Ward, I can take this case, but it's not allowed to be interfered with before it's finished. All investigations will be conducted by me alone." Ryan's deep eyes slowly raised as he looked at Joyce nonchalantly.
"Ms. Blackwood, are you so confident that you can handle it alone? It involves the internal interests of several groups. Aren't you afraid of danger?"
"Gathering evidence for the client is also part of our duty as lawyers. This case is special, involving commercial secrets. The fewer people know it, the better the result will be. If you trust my ability, give me the case; if not, pretend I was never here."
Ryan took a sip of coffee, showing a meaningful smile.
His eyes roamed over Joyce.
Then Ryan said in a deep voice, "You can take it, but as the client, I must be involved."
"Okay, if there's no problem, we can discuss the plan."
The two discussed the case for a long time.
When Joyce left ZERO Corporation, it was already close to noon.
The office door was knocked on again and the assistant walked in with something.
He glanced at Ryan and said, "Mr. Ward, Ms. Blackwood asked me how much sugar and milk I added to your coffee before she left. Do you think she noticed something?"