The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 622 Severing All Ties

Cedrick did not return to his office immediately after leaving the interrogation room.

Instead, he spent considerable time in the quiet, secluded corridor, leaning against the wall. His dark eyes were in silent introspection, deep in thought.

A subtle frown creased his forehead. He instinctively reached into the pocket of his military trousers to reach for his cigarettes, attempting to sneak one puff.

However, his pocket was empty.

Then, he suddenly recalled that she had urged him to quit smoking ever since Gwendolyn knew about his $404 RNA virus infection. Then, he recovered, and she got pregnant. She couldn’t stand the smell of smoke.

Later on, he hadn’t picked up the habit again because of the babies.

In total, nearly a year and a half had passed since he had last held a pack of cigarettes,

He abandoned the urge to smoke and pulled out his phone instead to call Logan.

“Mr. Jenson.” Logan picked up the call almost immediately.

In a frigid tone, Cedrick said point-blank, “Tell Old Mr. Jenson that I can let Xander off the hook and not hold him accountable anymore to repay his years of guidance toward me. However, Yael must pay for his past mistakes. There will be no room for negotiation. Please ask him not to interfere in the car accident incident anymore.”

His firm stance left Logan stunned on the other end of the line.

“M-Mr. Jenson, you…” Logan noticed something was amiss. Cedrick was addressing Valentino as Old Mr. Jenson instead of Grandpa.

Cedrick had always shown great respect for his grandfather, hanging on the old man’s every word. Most importantly, Cedrick had always addressed Valentino as Grandpa.

“Mr. Jenson, about this… Old Mr. Jenson…”

Logan’s voice wavered, genumely taken aback by Cedrick’s icy demeanor. He had intended to defend Valentino, but he couldn’t quite find the right words to say.

Cedrick wasn’t interested to listen, either. Tve made my standpoint clear. If he wants to save his second son’s family at the expense of his first son’s family’s reputation, then 1—”

He paused briefly, instinctively tightening his grip on the phone as his voice took on a colder tone. “Well, then I’d rather not have him in my life.”

Jenson!” Logan cried

Beep-

Cedrick had already hung up on the

phone with slender fingers. In a decisive manner, he blacklisted Logan’s number. He had decided that

clear. he turned on his heel and returned

the cold look gave off a formidable aura. Even the policemen passing by had to steel themselves just

of the prison

in a corner, was

Cedrick entered and merely continued to smoke.

him swept into the prison cell as the door

to have learned the truth,” he remarked, sounding more at ease. “You believe that I’ve lied, that I’ve

He strode over to Yael’s side

snort. “The whole Jenson family had a hand in helping me hide the truth about the accident. I can assure you that nobody was innocent, not your grandpa, not David, not Logan, who has served the family for more than thirty years, and not even your Aunt Tania who loves you the most. Even though I had planned

that, his glance landed on Cedrick’s clenched fist. The sight of his veins popping lifted Yael’s mood as he took

never heard a whisper of it. If I hadn’t exposed this, you would have remained ignorant about this your whole life. Cedrick, the relatives who’ve shown you love have all helped to

a raucous laughter

dangerously, a hint of murderous intent lurking in their

Yael. Before the investigation of your attempted murder of the Director of Federal

huffed disdainfully. As a sly old fox, he was not at all threatened

reaction had not gone unnoticed. Cedrick’s lips curled into a derisive smirk. “Do you think my revenge constitutes of only these menial torture before and when you’re behind

the cigarette

the air. Yael lifted his head, his murky

pin-drop silence in the prison cell accentuated Cedrick’s crisp voice as the latter enunciated his every word. “I’m going to hold an ancestral hall grand assembly and drive you out of the Jenson family. You, your wife, and your son will be erased from the Jenson family records. Your beloved son will never be

as he listened on. His fingers holding the cigarette

you think you alone can make the call in

in a low voice, turning on

let you act recklessly. He will never agree to you disclosing the truth of the car accident back then to the public.

Jenson has retired. From now on, he is no longer the patriarch of

dear nephew!

finally felt the icy tendrils

was stripped from the family register of the Jenson family, and void of the protection of a mighty background, he would merely be a criminal