Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 305

Westley nearly choked on his own breath at Hamilton's audacity.

"Are you out of your mind, Hamilton? Throwing away the Fowler legacy for some... floozy?"

Hamilton's response was a half-smirk, half-scowl.

"Mad? I thought this was just the appetizer."

In a fit of rage, Westley grabbed the nearest object-a paperweight, perhaps— and hurled it at Hamilton.

"You ingrate! Get out of the Fowlers! We don't need your kind tarnishing our name!"

Hamilton met Westley's furious gaze with a chilling calmness.

"Seems like you've forgotten, Grandpa. I'm the head of this family. What I say goes in the Fowlers."

Westley's anger boiled over.

"The head of the family? Your actions disgrace the very name of the Fowlers!"

"Hamilton, I handed you this position. It's mine to give and mine to take away. Do you really think you're the only one capable of leading the Fowlers?"

A cold glint passed through Hamilton's eyes.

"Grandpa, at your age, you should be enjoying retirement, not stirring up trouble. If you're so fond of Delilah, why not just keep her company? Who knows, maybe

she'll give us a little uncle someday. Why force her on me?"

Westley's fury turned to physical agony, and he suddenly spat out blood, collapsing unconscious.

Chaos erupted in the Fowler household.

Hamilton watched the family scramble around Westley, then stood up and walked out, leaving a complicated air behind him.

Alden was at a loss. He couldn't fathom why accepting Natalia was such a problem for his grandfather.

Did it really have to come to this, tearing grandfather and grandson apart?

it wouldn't ruin the Fowlers-their roots were too deep-it certainly damaged

slap to Westley's face, tarnishing the family's reputation

to

found Hamilton smoking at the door,

doctor's visit, Alden shared the prognosis: "He's suffered from extreme stress,

Hamilton scoffed, silent.

added, "Your brother was just taken away. Expect Uncle to come looking for a

the

"Let him."

asked about

nothing but tears and pleas

turned icy. "Let's pay him

dungeon, located in the basement of the Fowler Mansion,

Hamilton frowned at the sight of Patrick, a shadow of his former self, a testament

been different had he just delivered Natalia to Hamilton

were

immediately begged for mercy, invoking the

unswayed, confronted Patrick about his

excuses, Hamilton's wrath was unyielding, his grip

the gravity of

Sled to intervene, but

anger and sorrow were

great, revealing a

rarely seen.

the water, Alden's plea,

the tragic intensity of

keep him back, no matter how hard he

immediately grabbed his phone and dialed

surprised

"Alden?"

some sense into my brother? Just

bit stunned, then asked softly, "What's wrong

thought it might