The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 65:

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In the studio, Jerald's anger was palpable.

After composing himself, he had reviewed the Yates Group's financial records and discovered that Joshua had secretly diverted a significant amount of money. Joshua immediately apologized, explaining where the funds had gone.

However, when Jerald learned that Caden was involved in the plan, his fury erupted.

“Caden, you've spent years with the Ward family. I could overlook the fact that you've brought me nothing, but to come back here and plot against your own brother? How could you stoop so low?”

Caden, long accustomed to Jerald's constant favoritism toward Joshua, remained unfazed.

With an indifferent expression, he replied, “So you brought me here for this nonsense? I’m not interested.” He turned to leave, but Joshua quickly blocked his way.

The two looked at each other in a tense confrontation.

“Caden,” Joshua said, gaining confidence from Jerald’s presence. “Dad’s right. “We’re family, and what you did went too far.”

Caden smirked, his gaze cold. “I didn't do anything. You handed over the money willingly.”

Joshua's voice tightened. “You knew about my relationship with Lilliana and used it to set me up, didn't you?”

“When you asked me for help, your tone was very different,” Caden replied, his words tinged with mockery. Joshua's expression changed as he realized how he had been played.

give the

he asked mockingly. “Why don’t I just hand over the entire Ward family

anger at Caden's defiance, Jerald searched

Caden was unfazed.

knew Jerald too well: lots of threats, but never any real

to control those around him. But

Caden was not just his son. He was the firstborn grandson of the powerful Ward

blink, his icy

rage and began

Jerald's angry shouts. “Bastard! You’re as much of a

the muffled chaos. She headed for the study door, her pulse racing. Just as she reached it, a

the door

picking up another item, about to throw it at

impulse, rushed forward. “Jerald!” she

by rage, threw the object

instinctively raised

whiff of a familiar scent, and when she opened her eyes, she was met with Caden's shadowed face. His gaze fell to his shoulder, where his shirt had been torn, revealing a wound. Blood seeped through

expression remained stone-cold, showing no pain. His presence gave off an icy aura that sent a

eyes flickered uneasily as she approached

she said, grabbing Jerald’s arm. Her eyes

meaningfully at

still, her

chest rose and fell, muscles tense,