Horace directed the housekeeper, "Call Blayze and tell him to return!"

The housekeeper reported, “He just called a moment ago. He's at the airport and will be here shortly."

“Have him meet me in the study when he gets in.”

“Yes, sir!"

Twenty minutes later, Blayze made his way to the Fowler residence.

As he reached the study door, he pushed it open and greeted, “Hey, dad."

"Welcome back." Horace lifted his head, reclining lazily in his chair, signaling for Blayze to take a seat. He gestured for tea to be served.

"Have you heard about Brady's situation?"

Sipping his tea, Blayze replied, "I'm aware. Heard Fulton paid a visit?"

"Indeed. According to him, Sierra stirred Brady up, hinting that I should hand Sierra over."

Blayze, unsympathetic toward Sierra, saw Fulton's move as precisely what he desired.

"Then do as he says.”

A shadow crossed Horace's face at his words. Blayze smirked, knowing Rita had surely influenced his father's decision. He inquired, "What's the hold-up? You disagree?"

Horace cleared his throat, pondering for a moment.

"Fulton favors Brady, so his words may not be true. Perhaps he's looking for a scapegoat. Sierra is your uncle's only child, and Rita fears Sierra will be unjustly treated.”

Blayze had anticipated Horace would be moved by Rita's words. Look at the lame excuse Horace crafted.

Blayze sarcastically smiled and said, "But Fulton must be confident in Sierra's involvement if he came and brought it up to you. If you don't show your distance by complying with their wishes, the Garretts will undoubtedly complain. Our families have been friends for generations. As you've drilled into me, you've urged me not to act impulsively in my role as a family leader. So why jeopardize our relations with the Garretts for Sierra?"

Horace's expression shifted slightly.

“When did I suggest jeopardizing relations with the Garrett family for her? I'm exploring a win-win scenario. The Garretts surely dread the idea of Brady landing behind bars. If he's safe, they won't stir up trouble for Sierra."

“Care to elaborate on your plan?" With a subtle smile, Blayze feigned ignorance of Horace's self-interest.