Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 821: It’s Okay to be Selfish

Villain Ch 821. It’s Okay to be Selfish

Jordan broke the silence, his voice filled with warmth and a touch of admiration. "Allen, I’m very happy that you think about the company that far…"

Allen looked up, eting his father’s eyes. He could see the pride and appreciation in Jordan’s gaze, and it made his heart swell. He was happy that he could look up to Jordan, not just as a father but as a ntor and a role model. Knowing that he had earned his father’s respect and approval ant the world to him.

"But," Jordan continued, his tone gentle but firm, "I will remind you, the party and conference are all about you. And I hope it will stay that way. That is your right and it is not sothing selfish."

Allen’s brow furrowed slightly as he absorbed Jordan’s words. "But I want to make sure the company shines too."

Jordan nodded, understanding the depth of Allen’s commitnt. "I know, son. And that’s one of the things I admire most about you. You’re always thinking about the bigger picture, about how to make things better for everyone. But sotis, it’s okay to focus on yourself. This event is a celebration of your new status as a Goldborne.

It’s a mont for you to take the spotlight."

Allen leaned back in his chair, contemplating his father’s words. He had been driven by a desire to prove himself, to show that he wasn’t going to take his new status for granted. He wanted to be recognized for his own rits, and his own ideas. But he also wanted to honor the legacy that Jordan had built.

"I guess I just don’t want to co off as self-centered," Allen admitted, his voice tinged with vulnerability. "I want people to see that I’m committed to the company and the Goldborne, that I’m thinking about its future."

Jordan’s expression softened. "Allen, it’s okay to take a mont for yourself. It’s okay to take the spotlight for yourself."

Allen felt a lump in his throat, moved by his father’s words. He had always struggled with the spotlight and attention. In the past, most people hated him because of it. He even lost his friends because of the sa reason. It was the reason why he was always humble and tried to keep his head low.

Hearing Jordan acknowledge his efforts and reassure him was more aningful than he could express. "Thanks, Dad," Allen said softly, his voice thick with emotion. "I really needed to hear that." A smile blood on his face. He never thought that he would hear this out of soone’s mouth.

Jordan patted Allen’s shoulder gently. "You’re welco, son. Just rember, you’re not alone in this. We’re all here to support you and help you succeed. And this party—it’s going to be amazing because you’re at the heart of it."

Allen nodded. He took a deep breath. "You’re right. I just have to keep that balance," he admitted.

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of footsteps echoing through the hallway. Emma entered the dining room at a leisurely pace. Right behind her was Azura, who walked in with hesitant, almost shy steps. Her eyes remained downcast, clearly afraid that Allen was still angry with her for entering his room without permission earlier. She didn’t dare look at him.

"Morning," Emma greeted, her tone light and playful. "You guys look close. Did we miss sothing?"

Jordan smiled, shaking his head. "Nothing much, just Allen asking a few questions," he said casually.

Emma and Azura took their seats at the dining table. Allen tilted his head slightly, catching sight of Azura’s shy face. He could see the worry etched across her features. He knew why and he didn’t want her to feel like she had done irreparable damage.

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"I’m not angry with you, Azura," Allen said, his voice gentle. "I was annoyed, but not that angry."

Azura finally looked up, relief washing over her features. Emma glanced at Allen, raising an eyebrow. "So it was you who made her act strange," she said, half-teasing. "What happened?"

Jordan looked between them, curiosity piqued. "Yes, what happened?" he asked.

"She—" Allen started, but Azura quickly interrupted him, feeling it was better to explain herself.

"I sneaked into his room and checked the guest list," Azura admitted, her voice tinged with sha. "And… he caught … red-handed."

Emma’s expression turned to one of mild disbelief. "Why did you do that? Does your ga streaming job make you a stalker?" she said, a hint of humor in her tone.

"No," Azura retorted, a bit of her usual spark returning. She took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "I was worried about him."

Emma raised one of her eyebrows, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Worried about him?" she echoed, her tone light and teasing. "Is it because of the party or because of sothing else?"

Azura’s cheeks flushed instantly. "It’s because of the party," she said quickly, her voice a bit higher than usual. She glanced nervously at Jordan, not wanting to give him the wrong impression. The last thing she needed was for her uncle to think she had a crush on Allen—though, truthfully, she did.

Allen noticed the sudden change in Azura’s deanor. He knew how intense Emma’s teasing could be. "Emma, give her a break," he said, his voice firm but gentle.

Emma smirked but relented, sensing the undercurrent of seriousness. "Alright, alright," she said, holding up her hands in mock surrender. "But I still think there’s more to this story."

Azura shot a sharp glare at Emma, her eyes practically screaming, "Stop teasing . Your dad is here!" The intensity of her look conveyed both embarrassnt and a plea for rcy.

Emma, catching the silent ssage loud and clear, couldn’t resist a smirk in response. Her lips curled mischievously, and her eyes twinkled with playful defiance. She loved pushing Azura’s buttons, especially when it was so easy. But she knew better than to push too far, especially with Jordan sitting right there.

Emma’s smirk softened slightly as she gave a subtle nod, indicating she’d back off—for now.