Beyond the Divorce

"I mean, it's a pity for you," I said calmly, my voice laced with regret.

He looked at me, his anger seemingly abating. He seemed confused by my words.

"You were supposed to be a capable member of the Huffman family, but you've strayed from that path."

He suddenly looked at me as though he had found someone who finally understood him. With a hint of helplessness in his gaze, he complained, "He's never valued me."

"What's your name?" I deliberately stalled for time, wanting to play mind games with him. I was hoping to get some information about where my father was.

"Millard Huffman," he said angrily. "All I remember is my surname, Millard."

"That's a pity," I repeated.

more impatient. "Stop beating around

Millard?" I wanted to confirm this with

did." He stood

surname, even if you had become part of the Huffman family at the time. That's why he made Millard your first

continued. My words were blunt,

a shame. You were too impatient. If you had been patient and worked hard, you wouldn't have ended up like this, someone else's

were

seemed to take my

wanted a trusted successor.

you have the right to criticize me just because you have the Huffman family's jade pendant? Who do you think you are? Are

know this is why you failed. You refused to listen to him. You thought you knew what was best and acted like you were already the master of the Huffman family. You were too demanding