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Gerardo even wanted to give Orlando a few slaps if he could move.

And the sick man could only stare at his disobedient grandson, but he could do nothing, and in the end he had to give in. Because he was indeed getting old, and if he didn’t want Dylan to take the Moya family away, he could only trust his only grandson.

Finally, Gerard closed his eyes and tried to calm down.

-The Moya Group in your hands, can you guarantee that it will not be taken away by Dylan?

-Of course! -Orlando scoffed, a cold glint in his eye, “What I hate most is Dylan, and how could I let him take Moya’s Group from me. Not only that, I’ll take his SJ Group from him and turn him into a joke, subjugated at my feet.

Gerard looked at the ambition in Orlando’s eyes and thought to himself that he was finally getting too old for his own strength.

-Good.

He replied and then closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking. After a few minutes, Gerard opened his eyes again. This time, his eyes were really calm.

-Orlando, I leave the Moya Group in your hands. Do what you will from now on, there is nothing more I can do for you in my old bones. I ask nothing more of you, but that you keep the Moya Group and never let the Moya Group be taken from you by Dylan.

-Don’t worry, I will,” said Orlando confidently.

-Remember what you said today,” Gerardo finished and closed his eyes again.

This time he didn’t open them again, let alone say anything else, and the crazy, paranoid smile on Orlando’s face receded as he looked at Gerardo’s even more aged face, his eyes sad for a moment.

It was the first time Orlando realised that grandfather was getting really old.

It was the first time in a long time that I had looked at Gerardo with a cool head.

Those who tried to control him no longer had the power to order him around and manipulate him, because he was old. There has never been a clearer moment for Orlando to realise this than now, and surprisingly he is still in a trance.

Now, in retrospect, nothing mattered. Because he no longer had to fear Gerardo and he had gotten the Moya Group, so his only enemy was Dylan.

He’s going to take Dylan down.

-Rest a bit, I’ll leave you to it.

Orlando’s tone regained its meaningful deference, as if the dispute between the two had never arisen, and Gerardo did not respond, quiet as if asleep.

The door to the room opened and closed again, and Orlando came out.

-Mr Orlando.

Jaime stepped forward and looked at Orlando. He stopped and looked:

-Jaime, take good care of my grandfather.

-Don’t worry, I’ll do it.

Orlando nodded and walked quickly away.

Seeing her figure enter the lift, Jaime only turned to enter the room.

-Orlando is gone?

-Yes,” Gerardo opened his eyes and Jaime hurried to help him sit up.

Gerard coughed violently and took a long time to recover. It was as if he had suddenly aged, looking much more tired and less energetic.

-I am too old to run La familia Moya. As of today, La familia Moya is in Orlando’s hands. I can be completely idle.

It was not possible for him to continue back to Grupo de Moya if he wanted to, and he knew Orlando would not give himself the chance. He didn’t want to go either, because his body was really out of whack.

-Sir, you don’t have to worry, Mr. Orlando can take over the Moya Group. Rest well and you will always get better.

Gerard grunted, discontent in his eyes:

-I still don’t know Orlando? He’s too proud, too arrogant. He thinks because he has Moya’s Group and the last of my power, he can fight Dylan? He’s so naive. But I have no choice but to trust Orlando now.

Jaime frowned worriedly and said nothing.

A stony silence fell over the room.

The next day, all of Pacifica City knew that Moya’s group had changed hands and had been replaced by Orlando.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

And soon, the Moya Group merged with the DS Group.

To celebrate his arrival at the helm of the Moya Group, Orlando prepared a big charity gala.

The Cazalla family also received an invitation.

-Orlando finally got what he wanted,” said Enrique with a mocking look, and Vanessa said nothing, glancing lightly at the invitation on her desk.

A charity dinner? Was such a stunt necessary?

-Chief, businesses from all over the city will be represented at this benefit dinner, so it looks like you’ll have to go too.

-I’ve got it.

There were a lot of people at the benefit dinner, and even if they went and met Orlando, he shouldn’t do anything out of the ordinary. After all, he was the star of the show and a lot of people were watching.

-There is still a week to prepare properly.

Enrique finished, took the signed document and turned to leave.

Vanessa’s eyes flicked back to the invitation, looking at the beautiful invitation, with a smirk tickling the back of her eyes.

“Orlando is very pleased with himself at the moment, isn’t he?”

But nothing to do with her.

-Dylan, I’m going to be your assistant.

Brisa put her arms around Dylan and pleaded petulantly.

-Girl, do you really want to stay in my company?

-Of course!

Brisa pouted defiantly,

“Why does he always treat me like a child? I’ve grown up and graduated from university”.

-It’s not that you don’t know what Mateo is capable of, it’s practically everything. If I have an assistant for everything, what’s the point of getting another one?

-That’s not the same thing.

-What’s the difference? -Dylan said without looking up, in a rather indulgent tone, clearly dismissing Brisa as irrational and not taking her words seriously.

-You! -Brisa stepped forward in disgust and slapped her hand on the desk, which made Dylan look up, “I’m serious, I’m not joking. I’m not going back overseas, I’m staying home with you.

-No.

Seeing that Brisa was serious, Dylan took it a little more seriously.

-Your father and the others are abroad, how can they be reassured that you are alone in the country?

-But you’re here, so there’s nothing to worry about.