My Possessive CEO: Trembling in His Arms-Chapter 86: Are You Willing to Leave Him?

Located in a bustling commercial district, the coffee shop has an elegant environment, quiet amidst the commotion.

Renee Winslow sat in the booth, looking at the glamorous and poised woman opposite her, and smiled at her.

Hank Yates gazed at Renee Winslow with admiration and, after a moment, smiled and said: "Seeing you reminds me of my mom."

The smile on Renee Winslow’s face stiffened, her expression betraying unavoidable embarrassment.

Hank Yates continued with a smile: "Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying you look like my mom. It’s just that your current situation feels very similar to what my mom faced back then."

The smile on Renee Winslow’s face vanished completely, and she asked softly: "What do you mean?"

Hank Yates reached out and patted the back of Renee Winslow’s hand: "Sister, don’t be nervous. I mean no harm, and I’m not here to give you a hard time either."

Renee Winslow said nothing.

Hank Yates said: "My mom was born in a remote small mountain village in The Suan Region. At eighteen, she came to Northcity to work, serving as a nanny in my grandfather’s home. It was the year my father returned from military vacation, saw my mom, and fell head over heels for her. Despite the family’s objections, he was with her, took her out to live, supported her education to go to college, married her after she graduated, and had me and Sean."

"To spare my mom any trouble from my grandparents, my dad took her away from Northcity to work in the south."

"When I was five, he served as the captain of the armed police brigade in Curwen County, Southedge. Those years, Southedge was tumultuous, and my dad often faced life-threatening situations."

"Being the eldest son in the family, my grandparents had high hopes for him. Upon learning my father had several close calls, my grandmother felt distressed for him and eventually had my grandfather use connections to transfer him back to Northcity."

"My mom didn’t want to return to Northcity; she wished to stay in the other province. They argued about it, but in the end, she followed my dad back."

"After returning to Northcity, they didn’t live with my grandparents, but every holiday and weekend, they had to visit them."

"Over time, the conflicts between my mom and grandmother intensified. Between daughters-in-law and mothers-in-law, harmony barely exists. My grandmother always looked down on my mom, making it impossible for them to get along."

"And my dad? During the passionate times, he would oppose my grandparents for my mom, even leaving the house with her. But upon returning to Northcity, having been married for six years, the newness was gone, and marital passion had been worn down by life. Plus, at the time, he wasn’t a twenty-something kid anymore but a man nearing thirty, whose desire for power had awakened and for whom romantic entanglements became shackles, a joke."

"So, when I was seven, my dad and mom divorced. In the end, they couldn’t withstand the seven-year itch or perhaps lost to reality."

Hank Yates sipped his coffee, his smile radiant and poised as he glanced at Renee Winslow.

The coffee in Renee Winslow’s cup was nearly finished; she took a symbolic sip.

Hank Yates asked with a smile: "Change your taste or stick with this one?"

Renee Winslow waved her hand with a smile: "Thank you, no need. I rarely drink coffee; one cup is enough since too much keeps me awake at night."

Hank Yates ordered her a freshly squeezed juice and continued: "Half a year after my mom and dad divorced, he met a young actress who resembled my mom, only eighteen at the time. My dad was with her for three years, having my second brother, Wallace Yates, out of wedlock. Eventually, my dad married the daughter of the Bell Family upon command, who is Jack Yates’s mother."

Renee Winslow sipped her juice silently, calmly watching Hank Yates, knowing he hadn’t finished.

Hank Yates continued: "The names of us three siblings were chosen by my dad, except for the youngest, whose name was given by my grandfather. Originally, the youngest was called Felix Yates, Windfang Ruin, to drink from the ocean. The name reveals how much my grandfather cherished him. Although my grandfather didn’t achieve the highest rank of a military general, he reached quite an esteemed position. Naming him Felix Yates indicated my grandfather hoped he would achieve the highest military distinction."

"Indeed, the youngest lived up to my grandfather’s expectations, entering the National Defense Academy at sixteen. My grandfather was thrilled, yet my dad was displeased; he hoped the youngest would venture into politics."

"During those four years at the National Defense Academy, the youngest always achieved the highest scores, even tutoring foreign students older than him."

Renee Winslow nodded instinctively; she had even met two of them.

"With his performance, he could have directly joined as an officer post-graduation, with a lieutenant rank, at least a company commander. Yet, he voluntarily requested to be stationed in The Northwest, risking half his life for a second-class merit."

"He’s always been brilliant, the pride of The Yates Family."

"Even though he was born of political union, he is just too outstanding, enough for my dad to place high hopes on him."

"With him around, The Yates Family could thrive for at least fifty more years. If his prospects were ruined, The Yates Family would falter. So, from my grandfather to us useless descendants, none wished for him to choose a girl with a humble family background."

"Of course, that’s just our selfish perspective."

Stopping there, Hank Yates smiled at Renee Winslow and took her hand: "Sister, you’re a smart girl. I trust you understand that you and Jack Yates won’t have a future. Jack is turning thirty next year, and romance for him is merely a lifestyle adjustment, while power is what men crave most."

Renee Winslow withdrew her hand, smiling: "It’s pointless for you to tell me this. You should talk to Jack Yates and persuade him to let go."

Renee Winslow was unaware of the surveillance in the room and didn’t know Jack Yates was sitting in the adjacent room, watching this scene through the cameras.

Hank Yates raised a brow, smirking: "So, you no longer have feelings for Jack Yates?"

Renee Winslow didn’t speak, her smile calm as she looked at him.

Hank Yates continued: "I can arrange for you to study abroad and provide a sum of money to ensure he can never find you again. Are you willing to leave?"