Chapter 502

Bertha, fueled by Avery’s provocation and a belly full of liquid courage, made her way to Skyrim in the dead of night.

Emeric was home that evening, with Dylan tending to his medications and Suri assisting in monitoring his blood pressure.

These past few days, Evadne had managed to send Emeric’s blood pressure through the roof. Yet, even as the formidable Chairman of the K Group, he couldn’t locate his elusive daughter.

Days slipped by, and his initial rage had subsided to mere worry for his daughter’s safety, his emotions gradually stabilizing.

He incessantly quizzed Cassius and the others for any news on Evadne, but they kept a tight lid on any information. After all, Cassius and Elvis knew that Emeric’s outbursts were born from a place of deep love and concern for Evadne. They figured that as long as Emeric was preoccupied with worry for her, his bitterness and hatred towards Thaddeus might be somewhat diverted.

“Emeric, I’m not trying to scare you, but you really need to take better care of yourself, Suri said as she packed away the blood pressure monitor, her brows knitted with concern. “You keep talking about being half in the grave, but I know you better than anyone. You want to live a long life, see your children happy and your grandchildren playing at your feet, to enjoy the fullness of your family. But if you keep neglecting your health like this, I’m afraid you might not see that day.”

Emeric’s response was to purse his lips, looking every bit the scolded boy.

ylan chuckled helplessly from the side.

Suri was the one person whose words could reach Emeric. Perhaps it was her commanding presence.

“I feel weaker by the day, and it’s all because of that damn girl Evadne! One of these days, she’ll be the death of me, then she can be all lovey–dovey with that cur Thaddeus every day, breeding a whole litter of…”

His rant was cut short as his heart clenched, and the words died on his lips.

The hushed study was enveloped in a sorrowful atmosphere.

“Emeric, please never speak such words in front of Evadne,” Suri’s voice grew stern. “You may be a lion outside, but don’t you dare bring that disrespect into this family. Otherwise, you’re nothing but a grumpy old man who’s lost his sense of decency.”

Emeric’s lips pressed into a thin line, his face etched with resistance.

“Evadne’s already suffering enough.”

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Suri’s eyes began to redden as she took a deep breath. “As her family, we should be supporting her. We shouldn’t be venting our own frustrations without considering her feelings, stabbing her in the heart. Emeric, I’ve been with you from the start, I’ve seen how Evadne has grown, how strong and sensible she’s been. She’s never asked you for anything, has she?”

Emeric’s face turned pale, the grip of his lips betraying his turmoil.

“She’s never asked you for anything, and now, all she wants is Thaddeus. Why can’t you just grant her that?” When Suri spoke these words, her own heart ached.

“She’s ruining herself for that boy! If I keep watching her waste away, am I even her father?” Emeric’s heart was softening, but his stubbornness was unyielding.

“But Evadne has never truly been happy until now.”

Suri’s voice broke with emotion. “It’s only when she’s with Thaddeus that I can see, truly see, that she’s happy from the bottom of her heart.”

“But,”

“Emeric, do you remember what Silvana told you on her deathbed?”

Emeric felt a shiver run down his spine, the memory electrifying him.

Of course, he remembered.

were to lose his sight and speech, suffer brain damage, he would never forget her face, her laughter. Even on his deathbed, the memories of

lived a moment for myself.”

can live freely, not like me, but have the power to chase their

Their own happiness.

daughter chose truly hers? What should

that moment, a knock on the study door

Aviana barged in, her voice loud and clear, “Emeric, Suri, that wild filly from the Chambers family is here, causing a ruckus demanding to see you and Myra! I

does she

of parenting is that? A young woman showing up unannounced at our door late at night, treating the Ashbourne

drunk she can’t even speak straight. She keeps saying it has nothing to do with her, but who knows

narrowed as she rose swiftly, a chill in the air, “She thinks she can talk her way out of it because she believes Myra is soft–hearted and easy to manipulate?

aback. “Suri, what exactly

by Byron’s scheme, and that Miss Chambers played no small part

her. “Jason tried to rush in and get Nydia, but that witch Bertha and her cronies blocked the door, and they beat him to a pulp! His shoulder wound

sight?” Emeric and Aviana gaped in disbelief, utterly shocked.

in the past few days, but they never

yet, even then, he didn’t think of himself. He and his friends, including Evelyn, risked everything to pull Nydia out of the lion’s den. No sooner had Byron whisked Nydia away than Bertha came out to block Jason. If that’s not

hard they cracked, itching to call Lionel again. This is absolutely despicable!” Emeric raged, his forehead throbbing with anger, as he grabbed an antique cup and hurled it against the wall. “The Chambers brood is

bully my godson? I’ll give her a

could storm off, the two ladies

deserve your attention. Suri’s gaze was dark and solemn as she turned to Aviana, “Aviana, have the butler throw her out. We can’t let

tugging at the butler like

but eventually lost his patience. A firm shove sent her

“Ah!”

legs gave out beneath her, and she ended up on

not wanting to be

Just then-

from above, drenching Bertha from head to toe, sending

hit her nose, and she almost

is this smell?”

it was enough to

WHO?” Bertha howled to the heavens like an enraged bitch.

from the front door with her chin held high, her stride confident. “Looks like heaven itself

you. YOU did this!” Bertha glared, shivering

was me? Rain comes from the sky; why can’t a shower of sewage? Some folks just reap what they sow.

the sharp tang of

was, last year’s batch of sauerkraut brine, coming

but the idea of sullying her own doorstep over this lowlife seemed too much. So she held

as white as a sheet,

what you’ve done. We could’ve taken you to task, but you should’ve stayed quietly in your hole instead of making a scene at our doorstep. Mr. Ashbourne doesn’t even care to see your father anymore, let alone you. Beat it and save yourself from further embarrassment.” Aviana pinched her nose, her eyes filled with

had humiliated herself and would gain nothing from the night’s events, Bertha spat on the

Ashbourne estate in a smelly, defeated state,

“I see.”

story, Emeric finally connected the dots. “I was wondering why the Chambers family was suddenly in the clear and then, out of the blue, the finger pointed at Jeff. So it

Nydia, to show the Chambers that not one of

as he pondered.

a slight shift in

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