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.

his past, he could only stand watch, a silent guardian to the legacy of the

soul of Thaddeus, who had once braved the tempest outside the gates of Silverlake Harbor, all for a mere glimpse of his beloved

within, rising up to choke the throat with a

was in this moment of somber reflection that a procession of luxury cars glided up to the manor, stopping with a sense of entitlement that only the wealthy

in a suit. Cassius recognized him immediately as the

journey,” Warner greeted, bowing with

curtly, his expression stoic, “Where is Chasel?”

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

a frosty smirk. “We shall see who panders to whom in the end,” he

the worse, barely clinging to life. That’s why Aunt Suri was so desperate to seek our family’s aid. I doubt Emeric has much time left. Once he’s gone, the Ashbourne fortune

seemed this bitter about the Ashbournes before. Did they slight you when you went to

brow, “Of course not! They

about to enter the house, Warner felt

is it?”

the chill, “Dad, there’s a man dressed like a priest or

Warner hadn’t recognized Cassius‘ face.

but the

bewildered, muttered, “Huh? Where did he go? He was just there.”

to rest,” Zachary advised before stepping inside.

was left to his thoughts.

was released from his “cage” and brought

entire household of the Bright estate had gathered, a sea of

and proud at the center, Chasel faced his father, leisurely sipping tea on a fine chair,

churned in

walls lay the modern world, yet within the confines of this grand

life in the Bright household.

Zachary with icy detachment.

his lips, “Father, it’s been years since the fall of empires. Even presidents aren’t greeted with kneeling anymore. Perhaps it’s time our family shed these

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