His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 550

“Dad! Byron’s on the hook for attempted murder! He hired a hitman! And Aaron caught him red–handed. Even if I brought in the best lawyers from around the globe, they couldn’t save him!”

Matthew bet his dad wouldn’t dare lay a finger on him. After all, he had a strong following within the corporation and was clutching a major project deal he’d snagged from Cassius. So he put on a defiant air, “If you’ve got a problem with me, just say it! Why drag Avery into this to rub my nose in it? Who’s been the dutiful son all these years? Who’s been sweating blood for the company? Haven’t I worked my fingers to the bone? Besides, it’s Byron who’s messed up, not me. If he could keep it in his pants, we wouldn’t be in this mess! If we keep cleaning up his disasters, we’re all going down with him!”

His words were harsh but true.

Although Byron was Jeff’s golden boy, Jeff was at his wit’s end, running out of patience for his disappointing son.

“Dad, cool down. I think Matthew’s right on the money,” Avery chimed in, speaking slowly and deliberately. “As cold as it may sound, for the sake of the Chambers Group, you have to make the tough call. No matter how much it hurts to let Byron go, we’ve got to cut our losses. No matter how things got this bad, the guy who got nabbed is Byron’s guy. Someone’s gotta take the fall.” Jeff’s lips were pressed into a thin line, his complexion darkened with anger.

“Avery’s got a point! Dad! We keep protecting Byron, and we’re playing with fire!” Matthew, for once, agreed with his usual adversary.

“If that’s the case, Matthew, you handle this mess,” Jeff said bitterly, his voice husky with the pain of a father about to disown his son.

After their father left, the boardroom held just the two brothers or rather, the last two survivors of a brutal game.

“Matthew, looks like it’ll just be you and me left to run the show. I’ll be counting on your support.”

Avery rose gracefully, a cold smirk on his lips, “When you see Byron, try to keep it gentle, will ya? He’s a notorious crybaby. If he realizes he’s never walking out of prison, he might just lose it and tear you to shreds.”

“You just lucked out, don’t get cocky,” Matthew spat through clenched teeth, knowing just how to get under his skin. “Bertha and Byron’s downfall has nothing to do with you. It’s Evadne and Thaddeus, that power couple, who have the guts to stand up to the Chambers Group.”

The mention of the couple was a knife in Avery’s side.

His eyes blazed with fury, as if a wild beast was rampaging through his chest.

In three strides, Avery was in Matthew’s face, fists clenched so tight his knuckles cracked.

“Avery, you’re not thinking of getting physical here, are you?” Matthew taunted, pointing up at the security cameras. “Go on, it’ll just ruin that nice–guy act you’ve got going.”

that self–righteous look on your face

did you say,

tie tight, cutting off Matthew’s breath. Gasping for air, Matthew tried to pry away the strangling grip, “I was just provoking you, and you’re already itching to deal with those witnesses. No brains, no cunning, how can you even

was in, Matthew’s eyes

I’d catch you all in one swoop. Looks like

grip and strolled away, laughing heartily, leaving Matthew in the empty boardroom,

the police

though not making an appearance, were there in spirit, watching over Beverly and the

the way, assisting the victims‘ families with

Higgins said tearfully, bowing gratefully to Jason. “Thank you for doing

her, his voice thick with emotion.

Mrs. Higgins asked, puzzled.

on the live stream, that’s my girlfriend,” Jason replied with pride swelling

but you also make a handsome couple – truly a perfect match. My heartfelt thanks to Miss Nydia and to both of you for your noble

a kid on Christmas morning with a brand

stepped out of the interrogation room and dashed into the restroom, desperate for a moment alone to collect herself. She couldn’t bear the thought of her

the restroom like a loyal guard dog, a mix

officers shot him curious glances, but Gordon, typically conscious

eyes puffy from tears, shuffling with small, hesitant steps.

could even look up, a clean blue checkered handkerchief appeared in

dry your eyes,” Gordon said, a warm smile reaching his eyes. “You’ve got the smudged mascara of a rockstar after a concert, but I bet letting it all

her tears. She gently dabbed her cheeks and pretended that was enough.

thank you, Mr. Gordon. I’ll wash it and return it to

vulnerable beauty and fluttering

placing his hand atop her tousled hair, stroking it softly, his

to me. No matter when

eyes with his radiant gaze, and felt her heart skip

the

was nestled in Thaddeus’s embrace, the two of them waiting in the car for what felt

texted, he’s had buddies on the force keeping an eye on this case. Up till now, aside from Byron’s lawyer, not a peep from the Chambers family. No one’s stepping up to bail him out,

was the second day of her period, the cramps at their worst. Thaddeus had told her to stay home and rest, but she never