Chapter: 1050

"Grandpa Regulus, I don’t understand. Why did you choose me?" Dahlia inquired cautiously. With Regulus’ abilities, wouldn’t it be better to groom his grandson to be his successor? Why did he choose an outsider like her?

"Because you are the most suitable candidate and have the greatest potential to bring our family to greater heights!" Regulus sounded resolute. If he were honest, he made the decision not solely based on Dahlia’s exceptional talent but mainly because she had the support of a nobleman. 1

"But-" Dahlia was about to continue when Regulus interrupted her.

"Dahlia, stop refusing. Some things are meant to be fought for. I trust in your abilities. If you won’t be the matriarch, nobody else can!"

Since Regulus put it that way, Dahlia had no other reason to refuse. She could only nod, saying, " Thank you for having confidence in me. I will try my best. Please guide me when I fall short."

Regulus chuckled heartily.

"All right, as long as you agree! I’ll arrange a family meeting tomorrow morning and officially announce you as the new head of the Nicholson family!"

The surprising news came without warning, leaving Dahlia in a daze even after Regulus had hung up. She hadn’t achieved much, yet she was suddenly the Nicholson matriarch, dramatically elevating her status.

It felt unbelievable. Although Dahlia believed she had the talent, she lacked the confidence to lead such a prominent family at this time. However, she also realized that this was an opportunity for her to rise, and she shouldn’t let it slip away. She had to give it a try, regardless of whether she was prepared.

The next morning, the heavy snowfall had stopped, and it was finally the New Year. Dustin had just returned to the Flame Dragon Gang when he saw Nelson approaching him happily.

"Sir Rhys! I have good news!"

"What? Did your wife give birth?" Dustin asked curiously.

"It’s better news than that."

"She gave birth to twins?"

"Sir Rhys, can you have a better imagination?"

"A better imagination? Oh… I get it now. The children are not yours?"

Nelson was speechless, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Dustin’s responses were getting more absurd.

"Sir Rhys, I’ll just tell you. We found James’ killer." Nelson was not going to let Dustin continue guessing. Dustin might just say his wife ran off with another man next.

"The killer? Where are they?" Dustin’s gaze grew cold, and he turned serious.

"We beat him up half to death. He’s unconscious now, but he already ratted out the mastermind," Nelson responded.

"Who was it?" Dustin asked.

"Nicholson Corp.’s Vice Chairman-Hank Hoffman!" Nelson’s expression was serious.