His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 1118:

Kane’s pupils contracted sharply, a flicker of panic crossing his face. Damn it! He had overlooked the IP address, a critical flaw in his otherwise meticulous plan.

Norma’s expression turned dark, while Harold’s face grew cold as he said to Kane, “Kane, do you have anything to say about this?”

Despite the mounting evidence, Kane clung to denial. Without irrefutable proof, he could still argue his innocence. He met Harold’s gaze with feigned calmness. “What does an IP address prove? Yes, I’ve lived in Griyh Crait; so what? Does that automatically make me the person behind the matter? You can’t pin this on me based on that alone!”

“Enough!” Harold’s voice cut through the air like a sharp blade. “You know exactly what you’ve done!” No one present was naive. The truth was already evident to all—whether Kane was behind the matter or not was no longer in question. Kane’s expression darkened instantly. He knew that Harold had chosen Lucas’ side. There was no point in trying to win him over now.

Fury burned in Kane’s chest, but he swallowed it down. Without another word, he turned on his heels and strode out of the dining room. Yet, instead of leaving the estate altogether, he ascended the grand staircase and went to his bedroom.

that had filled the dining room mere moments ago had been completely

walked straight in. Kane was on the balcony, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. The ashtray beside him overflowed with cigarette butts, a testament to his agitation. The

his features impassive. But after a few moments of silence, he stubbed the cigarette into the already full ashtray. Harold’s voice dropped to a low, measured tone. “I know you’re

later, he let out a humorless chuckle. “Since you’ve already made up your mind, what’s the point in me saying anything? If you insist it was me, then fine. Let’s just say

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flashing with both anger and disappointment. “Kane! What more do you want? Haven’t

given another chance to stay in Owathe, and yet now,

Kane clench his jaw. He had been

continued, his voice calmer but no less firm. “Lucas has never wronged you. You keep trying to punish him for the past, but the truth is—the matter before has nothing to do with him. I have told you time and time again—your mother passed away due to her illness. Your mother’s death had nothing to

words ignited something volatile within Kane. His anger erupted like a storm breaking free. “Nothing to do with them? If that woman hadn’t seduced you, would you have wanted to divorce my mother? Would my mother have

curled into a cold smile. “Dad,