Michael spoke up, and Sylvia fell silent, pouting as if she were wrong.

Noah asked, “Dad, what exactly happened? How could Jessie have emptied my company?”

“We’ll talk about that tomorrow,” Michael replied.

Noah wasn’t satisfied. He stubbornly needed answers now.

“Tell me, or I’ll confront Jessie myself.”

Michael sighed and relayed the information he had gathered. “Jessie, using your name, terminated all the contracts of your artists and secretly signed them to her own studio. As for the funds in your company, she invested them—again under your name—into movies and shows that are guaranteed to fail. I haven’t checked the details, but after the holiday, you can investigate everything...