Chapter 484

Cassius’s brow twitched with ferocity as he stepped forward, disarming Bennett with a swift and deft move.

Colonel Bennett, too, was known for his prowess in combat, and to think of disarming him was usually nothing short of a pipe dream,

But Cassius had covered the gun’s muzzle with his own hand; Bennett feared an accidental discharge that could injure his elder brother and ultimately had to let go.

“Cassius, if you really care about our sister, you wouldn’t stand in my way!” Bennett’s eyes, bloodshot with rage, bore into Thaddeus as if they were daggers, ready to tear the man apart at a glance.

The accusation was harsh, especially coming from the usually gentle and upright Mr. Waverley. Its impact was doubly potent yet Cassius felt no

resentment.

If this rage could be vented in such a manner, then perhaps it was for the best, lest his brothers do something truly terrifying.

“Bennett, I care about Evadne, but I care about you too, and Arnold, Elvis. We grew up together. Which one of you do I not care for? I just don’t want you to throw away your lives over some scoundrel. You may feel vindicated, but have you considered Evadne’s feelings? You’ll let our parents down, you know that?!”

At the mention of their mother, a wave of sorrow surged through the brothers, moistening their eyes.

“You’ve finally come home after so long; we all missed you, and Evadne must have been delighted to see you.”

Cassius closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the pain in his heart, “Let bygones be bygones; Evadne. has moved on. The person involved doesn’t want to pursue it, and our incessant fixation only inflicts additional pain on Evadne, forcing her to live in the shadow of her loss.”

The shadow of her loss. It was the loss of her kid!

Thaddeus panted heavily as if on the brink of death, tears welling up beneath his reddened eyes, only to be washed away by the cold rain.

His and Evadne’s child, had he still been alive, would have been three years old. What had he done. What had he done!

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“The rain is pouring down, and you’re already exhausted from your journey. Getting soaked will only make you sick. Go home,” Cassius grabbed Bennett’s rigid arm and pulled him toward the front door.

“President Ashbourne.”

Thaddeus’s voice trembled like that of a grievously wounded man, his broad shoulders drooping, “Please let me see Evadne just one more time.”

“In your dreams!“.

rage, struggling against Cassius’s restraining arms, “Thaddeus! Get the hell out of here and don’t defile the Ashbourne family’s home ever again! If I see you one more time, I swear

I need

eyes were filled with agony, yet he stood his ground, stubborn as if the world falling apart would not make him flinch,

said she’s let it go; it’s all

“All of you, stop being trapped

to leave, they froze in place,

“Dad?”

held by Arnold, was Emeric, pale–faced,

emanating from this dignified

pale lips, wanting to say something but faced with the father

then, suddenly a sharp pain scorched Thaddeus’s cheek as

“Dad?!“.

“Dad!”

brothers were stunned!

the first time in thirty years, they saw their father strike someone other than his own sons. Their father, a proud tycoon, had never needed to dirty his

was truly enraged. Not satisfied with a single punch, Emeric’s fists pounded

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cheeks were swollen, his mouth bleeding, yet he felt

Anger like this can bring

barely able to stand,

time and again, she is my life? My last shred of hope in this world left by the

Ashbourne, I’m

dazed, the acute pain in his chest boiling like a nest of ants, “Give me another chance. I

commit, why did you marry her? And if you married her,

will be the number one enemy of the Abernathy Group! Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy, if you have what it takes, protect your own turf. Otherwise, wait for me to

men of the Ashbourne family left, the

the rain, soulless, as if between him and the

last, he slowly bent his knee, kneeling in a puddle, his back heaving,

Panting heavily, Thaddeus, inch by inch, struggled to lift his gaze.

an umbrella, Mr. Thaddeus

curled into a mocking smile, his eyes looking down on Thaddeus as if he were nothing more

trembled and slowly clenched into fists,

like you don’t need

his cold lips curving with the arrogance of victory, “Considering the grave error you’ve made towards Evadne, I dare say Mr. Emeric

it, I never would have guessed this was Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy’s self–flagellation! To the uninformed, it

perhaps, he was inflicting this self–imposed slaughter as punishment. As if only by tormenting his flesh, shattering his dignity, could he find some solace in his heart, to

getting late, Mr. Thaddeus Abernathy. Aren’t you going home?

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