CEO Broke Down and Cried After I Divorced Him by Miss Rich

Chapter 0045

Chapter 0045

Matthew's fury only grew when his hand was stopped mid-air. “Who dares stick their nose where it doesn't belong-❞

But when Dylan's face came into view, Matthew's expression changed in an instant, replaced with a flattering smile. “Ah, Dylan, what brings you here?”

Even though Dylan was younger, Matthew made sure to show him the proper respect. The Wright and Harlow families were considered the two titans of the North and South, and while outsiders saw them as equals, Matthew knew there was a subtle gap between them.

When Dylan took over the Wright family, many doubted him-Matthew included. After all, he was just a young upstart. Sure, he had potential, but there was no way he could become a real force to be reckoned with.

But time proved them all wrong. In just five short years, Dylan had elevated the Wright Corporation to match the Harlow family's standing. In recent years, it was clear the Wrights were even on the verge of surpassing them.

Dylan released Matthew's wrist and said, “I saw the news this morning and grew concerned about your health, Mr. Matthew. I thought I'd come by and check on you.

As he spoke, his sharp eyes shifted between Julian, still on the floor, and Claude, seated in his wheelchair. "Mr. Matthew, this is your family matter, and I shouldn't interfere, but there are some things I simply can't ignore."

Julian's heart sank the moment he met Dylan's gaze. He had no idea why Dylan was here, but his instincts told him it didn't bode well for him.

“Mr. Wright, as you said, this is our family business. You're a busy man, and there's no need for you to concern yourself

is that how you feel as well?” Dylan chuckled softly. "If you were to think the same,

say to. We may not

whatever you

need

to

of Dylan's arrival was too perfect for it to be a coincidence. This situation. clearly involved him somehow, though Matthew wasn't sure how. His gaze flicked briefly toward Claude, still unsure

smile playing on his lips as he motioned for

forward, handing a brown envelope to

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my bose

the dark

the envelope, and as he skimmed through its contents,

fall, wheeled