Albert observed the slight reddening of Jessie's eyes, sensing her discomfort. Stepping out of the elevator, he approached her with deliberation, producing an envelope from his pocket. "Jessie, I know you harbor resentment towards me. Truth be told, I loathe myself too!

But this is where we stand. I may not have much to offer in the future. Take this. Consider it my final gesture."

Jessie stood there in disbelief.

With a faint smile, Albert added, “Jessie, Happy New Year."

His words threatened to unleash her tears anew.

Unwanted, yet Albert insisted, pressing the envelope into her hand.

He gently clasped her hand, locking eyes with her before briskly walking away.

Downstairs, a black limo awaited.

Albert boarded, and the vehicle rolled away slowly. Jessie remained rooted to the spot.

She understood this might be their last encounter.

Upon opening the envelope, she was greeted by a check! The staggering sum? A whopping 143 million dollars!

Jessie stared at the figures silently, tears gathering and distorting her vision. She never asked for this. She couldn't comprehend his motives.

Rejecting the check, she opted to return it.

News of the exchange swiftly reached Daisy's ears. Confronted with the sum on the check as well as its obvious deeper meaning, Daisy and Albert engaged in a heated argument, nearly resulting in a miscarriage. Their discord lingered, neither party showing restraint.

Throughout Heron, whispers soon spread of the strained relationship between Albert and his wife.

Marcus balked at the idea of Albert and Jessie departing.

After all, their presence spiced up his days in the hospital.

Melissa, though rendered speechless, couldn't help but be intrigued.

"How did you find out about Mr. Waston's visits to the urologist?" she inquired.

Marcus chuckled softly, and then redirected his gaze towards the door.