His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 646

Chapter 646

In the quaint town of Elmsworth, autumn had painted the leaves with fiery hues and the crisp wind had begun to whisper of the coming winter.

Cassius had been absent from his home for three days straight, cloistered within the sanctity of the local church, praying and confessing before the Lord.

What sins weighed so heavily on his soul?

Was it his past, darkened by the time when he had been the voice of a notorious underground syndicate?

Or was he confessing a heart that had dared to love where it should not, his affections falling upon someone forbidden?

On the fourth day, Cassius found himself drawn as if by a spectral force, wandering as though in a trance to the decaying Bright family manor.

He knew that young Chasel had no other refuge, no other home, but this decaying symbol of a once great dynasty.

His concern had overwhelmed his resolve to stay away, and so he had come.

he could only stand watch, a silent

the tormented soul of Thaddeus, who had once braved the tempest outside the

rising up to choke the throat with a

of somber reflection that a procession of luxury cars glided up to the manor, stopping with a sense of entitlement that only

middle–aged man as he stepped out, impeccably dressed in a suit. Cassius recognized him immediately

be weary from your journey,” Warner greeted, bowing

his expression stoic, “Where

instructions. He’s been quiet in his room,” Warner–replied, seizing the chance to belittle his brother, “Dad, Chasel has truly crossed the line this time. Not only did he disregard our family’s code, but he’s been fraternizing with the Ashbournes. If word got out, our family’s reputation would be a laughingstock. People would say we’re

frosty smirk. “We shall see who panders to whom in the

was so desperate to seek our family’s

Ashbournes before. Did they slight you when you

on his brow, “Of course not! They wouldn’t

Warner felt a shiver

it?” Zachary

like a priest or minister, staring

Warner hadn’t recognized Cassius‘

glanced back, but the street

muttered, “Huh? Where did he

hard. Make sure to rest,” Zachary advised before stepping inside.

to his

“cage” and brought

had gathered,

and proud at the center, Chasel faced his father, leisurely sipping tea on a fine chair, his elder brother standing at attention, and the audience” summoned to

in

modern world, yet within the

a child, he had pitied his aunt for abandoning her luxurious life in the

commanded Zachary with icy

the fall of empires. Even presidents aren’t greeted with kneeling anymore.

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