The Abandoned Husband Dominates

The Huxleys’ home in New York.

New York was the most developed city in the US.

In a top residential district in the city, the property price was close to $3,000 per square foot.

Tyler was kneeling on the ground and pleading with the Huxleys.

“Grandpa, please save the Collins!”

Facing an elderly man, Tyler swallowed his pride and got on his knees.

The old man was Rosie’s father, Arthur Huxley.

Arthur was the founder of Breezy Express, one of the country’s leading domestic courier companies.

Arthur was not alone in the house. His son, Dave, and Dave’s wife, Emily Wilden, were also present.

There were also Dave’s sons, Shane Huxley and Cayden Huxley, who were Tyler’s cousins.

The 25-year-old Shane had a mature and stable appearance, while 22-year-old Cayden was tall, slim, and suave.

Cayden gibed sneeringly, “Isn’t your father pretty impressive? Why are you asking us for help? I remember that he was really smug and arrogant when he came by to visit us after his company became listed a few years ago!”

begging me on her knees

then, I had already made arrangements for Rosie’s marriage. If she had agreed back then, my business now…

against her family’s wishes

Arthur had never acknowledged Leonard

save my father, don’t you care about the pride

you

asked with his hands

at Tyler while drinking water from

suddenly turned red, and he felt extremely humiliated. “Do you

young president of the Ace Corporation, who at most, only has millions in assets, right? I heard that you snatched his wife and ended up implicating your family, causing them to be in a

Jordan, which was

Huxleys feared Jordan, he wouldn’t be

Jordan Steele have to do with our family’s

his anger, Tyler said menacingly, “That beast Jordan

spat out the mouthful of water

prestigious families were very particular about manners and etiquette, so she grabbed a piece of tissue paper and wiped her mouth with it before bending forward to

doing so, she asked, “Tyler, isn’t Jordan Steele your rival in love? He should be the same age as you, right? How did

matter what, Rosie was still a Huxley, and she had always been a dignified and elegant lady

such a disgraceful thing

Dave flew into a rage, picked up a teacup, and

of a murderous gaze as he glowered at Tyler and hollered, “Rosie must have done this to save your lowly life! You snatched Jordan’s wife,

cared about his younger sister. Otherwise,

it. He said that he