His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

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The words had barely left his lips when Zachary’s face darkened with fury. He leapt to his feet, snatched a cane from the butler’s grasp, and marched menacingly towards Chasel

“Ugh!”

A sudden, searing pain shot through Chasel’s legs as, out of nowhere, two bodyguards appeared behind him. A strike from their batons sent him crashing to his knees!

“You ungrateful brat! After such a colossal screw up, you have the gall to laugh! The nerve to talk back?”

Zachary’s eyes were bloodshot as he swung his arm violently, the rigid cane whistling through the air before thudding against Chaser’s back with a chilling thump!

But Chasel barely made a sound, just a single grunt.

Blow after blow rained down on him like a hailstorm of agony, his arms pinned helplessly by the bodyguards, his insides screamed as if being twisted into knots. His vision blurred, the taste of blood thickening in his throat.

Yet he refused to plead, refused to bow his head!

The brutal beating made Warner shudder and turn away, unable to watch.

“A first–rate man needs no guidance; a second–rate man responds to stern discipline; but you, an ignorant, aimless, ungrateful wretch, you only learn from a beating!”

With that, Zachary raised the cane high and brought it crashing down with all his might!

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“Dad!”

this through for the long term. If you continue, with all these eyes upon us, causing a serious

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about preserving the dignity of the head

abruptly, the broken cane slipping from his

the force

the ground, his head hung low, his expression unseen, yet his laughter was mocking and defiant, “Is that all you’ve got? Giving up so soon? Dad, you’re really showing your age. That’s your idea of family discipline? Feels more like tickling. Come

“Beast!”

on his forehead as he flung the remains of the cane away, “After all this, you still have the

change, what for?”

if his shattered bones were forged anew, his teeth clenched as he shakily stood, battered and bruised, to

doctor, what

eyes were bloodshot with rage, each word a piercing accusation, “The Hippocratic Oath, to treat the sick and save lives, that’s what Grandpa taught me since childhood. To this day, his study still bears the plaque ‘To serve those in need‘. I thought that was the Bright family’s creed! But it turns out, the so–called family rules are just an outlet for your personal vendettas! To you, Chairman Ashbourne is an enemy. But to me, he’s just a patient! In treating

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bowed out helplessly, leaving

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floor in agony, his sweat mingled with tears, streaming down his

had numbed the pain, but now alone,

hurts so bad

looking more pitiful than a Wronged dament, Casame.

were indistinguishable, were they for the beating, or for the longing for Cassie?

Chasel didn’t

family mansion, Cassius stood alone

resist, reaching for his phone to call

voicemail, his heart