Love Comes To Me
Chapter 546: Three Years Later

Hector was wearing a black suit, his face still cold and hard, his eyes a little more indifferent and changed.

But it was evident that he was in good spirits.

Just as the majority shareholders were rejoicing that Hector had come out of the loss of his wife so quickly, he announced his relinquishment of the position, pushing Rupert into the role of president. "Rupert's strengths have been evident to everyone this month, I'm sure, and it makes sense for him to take my place.

I'm sure he'll do a better job than me and won't let you all down! Anyone with an opposing view?

Or if there's a better candidate than Rupert, be bold enough to bring it up."

The room was silent, and no one dared to come out and refute.

A wounded lion is still a lion, and everyone still fears Hector in their hearts.

The Rogers Group, moreover, is more than half owned by the Rogers family.

It was of little use for them to object, and what is more, at the moment Rupert was indeed the best candidate to succeed him.

"If not, then it is decided and I announce that as of today, the President of Rogers Group is replaced by Rupert!"

The resounding words landed and Rupert was thrust into the presidency to applause.

As he faced the media cameras to deliver his inaugural speech, Hector got up and left.

No one was there to stop him, and no one dared!

His quietly departing back was photographed by a media reporter and uploaded to the internet.

The picture, and the change of the Rogers Group president to Rogers family-Mr Rupert, was immediately topped to the number one spot on the Hot 100 and caused a national buzz.

Many people in the outside world have heard about the Rogers family's first grandmother who fell into the sea and whose death is unknown.

As soon as the story broke this time, netizens speculated that Hector was distracted from his career because of his wife's affairs.

There are also some uninformed people who know the reason for this through the internet.

Some, moreover, described the story of the two men knowing and loving each other, causing a wave of teenage envy and pity. The poignant story is paired with this lonely and forlorn image of a back that touches the softest spot in people's hearts. Everyone was impressed by this man who used his love to the fullest.

Netizens have left messages hoping Hector can pull himself together ...

After this day, Mrs Matriarch packed Hector and Solomon's bags one by one.

The family cherished these last moments together.

The next day, they went out for a family dinner, and Hector looked a little better, perhaps because he had something in mind to do. Not so dishevelled, the family found some laughter.

But the fun was short-lived, as three days passed and it was time for Hector and Solomon to leave the country.

The Rogers family gathered in the living room early in the morning, the sadness of parting lingering in everyone's mind.

At North District Airport, announcements of aircraft taking off and landing continue to echo in the air.

Mrs Matriarch looked reluctantly at Solomon with tears in her eyes.

"Solomon, when you get abroad, listen to your daddy and take care of yourself and your daddy."

She knelt down and stroked Solomon's tender cheek over and over again.

Solomon took Mrs Matriarch's hand knowingly and reassured her, "Grandma, I will."

After lingering at the airport for a long time, Mr Fletcher waved his hand and spoke calmly, "All right, it's time for the plane to take off, Hector and Solomon need to go through security right away." "Grandma, Grandpa, I'm going to miss you."

After giving Mr Fletcher and Mrs Matriarch a kiss on each cheek, Solomon waved goodbye reluctantly.

"Good boy..."

Mrs Matriarch couldn't stop nodding her head.

Mr Fletcher embraces Mrs Matriarch as she watches the small and large figures pushing their suitcases away.

Her emotions finally got the better of her and tears rolled down her face.

He also told Hector to call from time to time when he was abroad.

A few moments later, a white aircraft raced towards the blue sky, its gliding wings arcing through the air.

Carrying the passengers inside, to that faraway land ...

Three years later, the evening haze, scattered around Parisian street corners, reflects the city's romantic and laid-back nature even more.

A palatial building stands on one side of a luxurious manor house.

The interior of the estate is particularly striking with its huge geometric flower beds, filled with patches of birch trees.

Illuminated by the evening sun, tinged with fiery red, the surroundings present a peaceful atmosphere.

A small boy is seen, wearing a baseball cap on his head, a baseball jersey and a heeled stick in his hand.

Catty-eyed, he slipped in from outside carefully.

He pushed open the front doorway and looked inside.

The long corridor, devoid of servants, stole his joy and he quickly dodged inside, closing the door from the inside.

Then he walked reassuringly in the direction of the living room, and just a few steps away he saw a figure sitting on the sofa from a distance. The young boy blushed slightly, lowered the brim of his hat, turned and tried to leave.

"Stand still!"

A serious voice came from behind with a slightly cooler tone.

The little one shivered and drew his legs to run.

The devilish voice behind him sounded again, "Solomon, don't make me say it twice, come here!"

Resentment surfaced on Solomon's face at his words, but he turned and walked over.

She smiled awkwardly at Hector, "Daddy, don't be mad, I can explain!"

The man in front of him is Hector.

Three years have passed, but Hector's face has not changed much, it is still handsome, but more composed than before, but also more cold. He looked at the scuff on Solomon's face and his brow furrowed fiercely.

"Tell me, what did you get into trouble for this time, and why did the school call to complain?"

There was an air of authority in his tone.

Solomon bristled at the thought of what had happened today.

He walked over and sat down next to Hector, a flash of anger tickling his eyes.

"Today on the field Harry couldn't beat me at baseball and he started teasing me about not having a mummy and I told him I did.

But he still pulled a classmate and called me a motherless child, and I got mad and hit him in the face with a baseball."

Solomon said this with a viciousness in his tone.

In a few words, the story is restored at once.

Hector looked at that face of Solomon's and the anger in his heart seemed to be quenched at once, his eyes looking slightly pale.

Solomon's temperament has changed somewhat over the past three years and when he was at school his teachers responded that he did not get along with his classmates and often had verbal altercations. At first he thought it was nothing, but then more times than not, he had to pay attention.

When Solomon was asked why he was fighting with his classmates, the boy wouldn't say anything.

Only once he was completely annoyed did Solomon tell him, in tears, that it was because the class had called him a feral.

Hector's heart felt like a knife had been stabbed into it at that moment, and he hugged Solomon heartily and changed Solomon's school the next day.

The new school, however, will still have the same problems.

No, it hadn't been long since school started when Solomon's teacher called to complain again.

Solomon is a good boy at heart and doesn't usually get into fights with people, but his mother is his bottom line.

He doesn't say it, but Hector knows it.

Solomon, like him, has never forgotten Eloise for every second of those three years.