His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 747

“You disagree?”

Frederic’s lips twisted into a sneer that was far from paternal as he glared down at Thaddeus, “You think you can fill my shoes while I’m still breathing? Do you think you’d be CEO of the Abernathy Group if I hadn’t paved the way? Cocky, aren’t you? Like a rooster crowing at daybreak, thinking it’s responsible for the sunrise?”

Thaddeus felt more worry than anger, particularly for Marilla. If her engagement to the Bartley family was set in stone, he couldn’t imagine the lengths Jareth might go to once he found out. It could end in a blaze of mutual destruction, or perhaps Jareth would be so crushed he’d never recover.

Marilla wasn’t like Evadne, with her rock–solid resolve and a fighting spirit. She had always been the compliant onę, too gentle for her own good, always bending to others‘ whims. And now, she was the one suggesting they break up.

“Your brother is ill, not dead. Don’t get too comfortable in that CEO chair, nor think that your grandpa’s favor makes you invulnerable. You’re acting like you don’t have a father to answer to, constantly challenging my decisions!” Frederic’s voice carried a thinly veiled threat, “I just visited Chad in the State. His health is improving.”

Thaddeus‘ brows furrowed, his eyes narrowing.

“Chad told me he’s planning to come home as soon as he’s stronger, to be with his family.”

Frederic stood at a high position, his words laced with malice, “Your grandpa and I have always favored the firstborn. Chad’s just been away too long, which is why you’ve had a chance to shine in front of your grandpa. But when he returns, feeling guilty, Grandpa will surely make it up to him. Then we’ll see if there’s still a place for you at the Abernathy Group.”

Thaddeus‘ study with the latest on the Fairhaven

smoke. Thaddeus, his fingertips calloused from work, held a cigarette as he

sighed with concern, “Mr. Abernathy, I get you’re upset, but brooding and smoking like a chimney could, you know,

frosty look, “You a relationship

“Nope, just speaking out of turn,

sighed again, “Mrs. Abernathy hates the smell of smoke, and you know it.

few

eyes, sending his heart racing. He ached to hold her close, to

You wouldn’t be sneaking cigarettes behind Mrs. Abernathy’s back otherwise.” Gordon asked with

to Mr. Fairhaven. It’s

boss didn’t plan to tell, Gordon knew better than to

work for now. I need you to focus

Bartley family? Which ones?”

darkened, “Timothy

aback, “Mr. Bartley?”

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Chapter 747