Staring coldly at everyone’s faces in the living room, Mr. Stony clutched his fist and harshly inquired, “Who is Charles Barlow?”
“Is there a problem?” Charles asked as he glared at Mr. Stony.
“Are you him?”
“Yes,”
In shock, the rest of the family watched as Mr. Stony charged at Charles, grabbed him by the neck, and body-slammed him to the floor.
“What is wrong with you?” William shouted as he watched Mr. Stony’s fist slammed into his son’s left cheek.
Then he tried to rush over to them, but Mr. Stony's bodyguards shot him a warning look, causing William to stop in his tracks.
With tears in her eyes, William’s wife clutched onto his arm and cried, “Honey, do something.”
But he was too much of a coward to do anything, and his feet felt frozen to the floor as he watched as his son got beat up.
“You are the punk that my wife is cheating on me with!” Mr. Stony angrily intoned before landing another vicious punch on Charles’ face.
Everyone was shocked to learn that he was Estelle’s husband since the article stated that he was in the hospital and fighting to survive.
In a fit of rage, Charles struggled to get his hands beneath Mr. Stony’s chest. Then he forcefully pushed him off him and hastily stood to his feet.
It took a moment for Mr. Stony to get off the floor, and when he finally got back on his feet, he stared at his bodyguards, knowing that they were waiting on his order to beat up Charles.
However, he didn't utter a word since he felt calmer after unleashing his anger on Charles.
“You are the one behind the article?” Mr. Barlow asked, realizing that things had become more complicated.
“Yes,” Mr. Stony casually said as he wiped his hand with a handkerchief.
Out of anger, Charles sneered and shouted, “Do you know what your lies have cost me!”
“Shut up!” Mr. Barlow lashed out as he glared at his grandson.
Although Charles felt more enraged by his grandfather’s remark, he could see fear in his eyes and he knew that something wasn't right, so he kept silent.
Staring away from Charles, Mr. Barlow gazed at Stony and pleadingly said, “I am sorry for my grandson's ignorance. He's still a…”
“I don't care about your apologies, Franco! Your grandson decided to get involved with my wife even though there's a, ‘No relationship with clients policy’ at your company! Why?” Mr. Stony calmly uttered, and yet his tone was cold.
The answer to his question was something Mr. Barlow knew not to say, so he kept quiet, and lowered his head.
“You so-called rich folks are always trying to leech off us wealthy people. That's why you were okay with your grandson breaking your company rules because Estelle is loaded with money. Am I right?” Mr. Stony shouted as he glowered at Mr. Barlow.
Then he turned his focus on Charles and coldly uttered, “ Estelle’s money is mine money, and that so-called one hundred million dollar project is also being funded with mine cash!”
Hearing those words, the reality of his situation suddenly became clear to Charles and he finally understood that he was about to sink faster than someone caught in a quicksand.
“Mr. Stony, I didn't know Estelle was your wife. I swear!” Charles humbly intoned, striving to suppress his pride.
“Read my lips.” Mr. Stony coldly said, “I don't care!”
A look of shock crossed Charles' face, and yet he kept silent, seeing how coldly Mr. Stony was staring at him.
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