Since Leilani had blocked every single member of the family, Josiah was the only one who might still have a slim chance of getting through to her. Hackett was pinning his absolute last shred of hope on his eldest son.
"I know she's still holding a grudge about the past. But my eyes are open now. Only blood matters. As long as she helps us survive this, we'll treat her right from now on! She's my daughter, she can't just stand by and watch her own family go under!"
Hackett's voice grew increasingly frantic as he convinced himself this was the perfect way out.
Josiah stared at his father with dead, emotionless eyes. He didn't reach for his phone. Instead, he delivered a dose of freezing reality.
"Dad, did you forget? We severed all ties with her."
Josiah paused, a trace of dark irony lacing his words. "You want me to go to her now? As what? Why on earth would she help a 'former' father who publicly threw her away and humiliated her?"
"Furthermore, if Callahan Langley finds out we violated the non-contact agreement to harass her, he won't just let it slide. With his resources, before the banks even file for bankruptcy, he'll sue us into oblivion for breach of contract."
Hackett had personally called a press conference to announce he was severing all paternal ties with her. Josiah had begged him not to sign the ironclad agreement Callahan had drafted, but Hackett had refused to listen. Now, the trap had snapped shut. There was no going back.
Callahan had anticipated this exact scenario. That was why he had brought legal counsel to the press conference—to ensure Hackett could never crawl back when things went south.

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