"Mr. Myers, Gideon is here," Fagan announced, poking his head into the office where Ss was buried in a pile of paperwork.


    Ss looked up briefly, raising an eyebrow. "He''s here?"


    "Yes, he mentioned he has something important to discuss with you. Should I let him in?"


    Ss nodded. "Let him in."


    "Right away," Fagan turned and left the room.


    A few minutester, Gideon knocked and entered Ss''s office. The main office of the headquarters was, unsurprisingly, far more impressive than his own.


    Gideon nced around the room as he walked in. As a matter of face, he rarely visited his uncle''s domain.


    Despite their minimal age difference, Ss exuded an inherent authority that made the gap feel vast.


    In the eyes of their family, Ss was more of a legend than a mere mortal. The Baker Group, while named after the family, was essentially Ss''s empire. Thepany wasn''t always the formidable force it was now. It was Ss''s leadership that transformed a teetering business into a powerhouse thatmanded both respect and fear.


    To the younger generation, Ss was untouchable. None of the Baker family members were foolish enough to challenge him directly.


    Gideon included. He was intimidated by Ss, who always seemed a bit distant and unapproachable. But today, for Calliope''s sake, he had to confront his uncle.


    "Uncle Ss," Gideon greeted softly after closing the door, stepping up to Ss''s desk.


    Ss didn''t immediately respond, his attention still on his documents. This left Gideon feeling a bit anxious.


    He tried again, more earnestly this time. "Uncle Ss, I wanted to talk about Callie."


    At this, Ss finally looked up. His devilishly handsome face was inscrutable, and though seated, he conveyed an air of superiority that was hard to ignore.


    Gideon felt the weight of it.


    "What is it?" Ss asked.


    "First, I need to apologize. The situation with Callie has troubled you, and I''m truly sorry. On the day of the wedding, it was my fault. I wasn''t there, which led Callie to seek your help.


    I was in the wrong, and I owe you an apology. I''ve thought it over, and I n to bring Callie back. Uncle Ss, would you be okay with this?"


    Gideon assumed that a sincere apology would smooth things over. Surely, Ss wouldn''t make things difficult for his nephew over a woman, he supposed.


    Ss''s lips curled into a faint, bemused smile as he regarded Gideon. "You want to take my wife away?" "Uncle Ss,e on, don''t joke around. I know Callie isn''t to your taste. You wouldn''tpete with your nephew over a woman!" Gideon chuckled nervously. "Besides, Callie loves me. She turned to you out of spite. I understand we''ve inconvenienced you, and that''s on us.


    I won''t trouble you anymore. I''ll take Callie back and clear things up with everyone. You were just helping out, nothing more."


    Ss leaned back in his chair, his expression unchanged, the cor of his shirt open just enough to show a hint of his attractive corbone, and his hands casually sped together. He looked at Gideon with a hint of amusement.


    "You think I''m ying house with you?"


    "No," Gideon felt the intensity of Ss''s gaze and swallowed hard.


    "Do you think I care about what others say?" Ss asked again.