Chapter 567

Evadne watched as Thaddeus‘ face darkened, like a bright moon plummeting into a chilly, secluded pond.

Beneath his crisp suit, his broad shoulders trembled ever so slightly, his eyes reddened with suppressed rage. He seemed like a volcano on the verge of eruption, his fierce emotions ready to spill over at any moment.

Evadne squeezed his hand, silently urging him to keep his cool.

It wasn’t that she fancied herself a saint or wanted to see some trite, happy–family drama unfold. If the timing was right, she’d gladly step in and give Frederic a piece of her mind on behalf of her partner.

But having a spat in a graveyard, especially in front of Thaddeus‘ late mother, was not only undignified but also somewhat disrespectful to the departed.

It would only upset Cynthia more.

“I sure didn’t expect you to visit your mother today. You should’ve told me earlier; we could’ve come together.”

Frederic’s voice carried the weight of paternal authority, his tone relatively mild. “I think that’s a sight your mother would’ve wanted to see.”

“A sight my mother wanted to see?”

Thaddeus stared at him coldly, his voice laced with scorn and resentment. “Are you joking with me, Frederic?”

“Thaddeus, what are you saying?” Frederic’s brows knitted in disapproval.-

“As her husband, you neglected her when she was alive and suffering from severe depression. After she passed, you didn’t even bother to send someone to clean her grave. In twenty years, you’ve visited her less than the groundskeepers here. And now you have the audacity to say she wanted to see you?”

Thaddeus shook his head in disbelief, his laughter tinged with fury. “Frederic, even if my mother was once your wife, even if she loved you, your shamelessness should have a limit!”

Evadne’s heart raced with anxiety. Were they going to come to blows?

Should she intervene?

But Thaddeus was voicing her own thoughts, and she didn’t want to stop him. She thought he should lay into his father even more, to wake up the arrogant, shameless old man!

Let them fight. She could take on the bodyguards with a single punch!

Frederic, seething with rage, his face reddening visibly, had his dignity hanging by a thread.

Dennis and the bodyguards stood silent, sweating bullets for Thaddeus.

“Dennis, hand me the flowers.” With outsiders present, Frederic tried to maintain decorum, suppressing his rage with an icy command.

“Yes, Mr. Abernathy.” Dennis quickly handed over a bunch of white chrysanthemums with due reverence.

Frederic took them, his expression somber, and moved toward Cynthia’s tombstone.

a few steps, Thaddeus‘ imposing form blocked his path,

Everyone shuddered.

eyes bulged with fury. “Thaddeus! What are you doing?”

mother welcome you here.”

face, each word deliberate. “She doesn’t need your hollow sympathies, and you have no right to stand before

forward and crushed the chrysanthemums under

from the slums back to the Abernathy family under tremendous pressure? If it weren’t for me, you both would have perished in that filthy place! Have you forgotten

Chapter 567

heart seared by these words, her blood boiling in her veins, her

wasn’t speaking as a husband or a father to

was acting like a condescending philanthropist, a self–righteous

and I are not from the same world. It was I who mercifully pulled

even more infuriating and

the favor of raising you! Without me, where would you be? How dare you be so disrespectful, so rebellious in my

been a boy, if I’d been a girl, would you have gone to such lengths to bring me back to the Abernathy family? If not for that, would you even remember that a poor woman carrying your child

his mocking tone cutting deep. “I owe my success to my grandfather’s nurturing

control, his arm swinging towards Thaddeus‘ face in

stunning eyes flashing with

Just as th

crowd gasped-

pain in his wrist, his face

of Thaddeus, grabbing Frederic’s wrist and tightening her grip as if to crush his bones!

“Mr. Aberna

Dennis and

with fear, rushed

impassive as the cool moonlight, not blinking an eye,

delicate fragility often associated with the fairer sex was nowhere to be found on her, she was bristling like

me!” Thaddeus stood behind her,

him, and it froze the challengers in their tracks, none daring to test the mettle of this heir apparent. “Ms. Evadne, I’m disciplining my own son. What business is it of an outsider like you?” Frederic, fighting through his

I may be an outsider. But to Thaddeus, I’m

like a

didn’t use that term just to be flippant?

was learned and astute. She knew full well what “family”

you’re about to raise a hand to Thaddeus, I’ll be the first to stop

violence in her presence, it’s unbecoming for someone who prides themselves as a leader of the Abernathy Group, a

struck at the heart of the matter.

so tight it seemed as if it might

not the day for you to pay your respects to Mrs. Winter. We appreciate your intentions, and surely she does too. But perhaps it’s time for you

an ashen white with embarrassment, but his stubbornness wouldn’t let him back down, “I cleared my schedule today just

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