Help My Tycoon Husband Refuses To Divorce novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Step In and Set You Straight

The hall was filled with high-ranking officials, both from the government and the military, gathered to pay their respects to Lazarus Quinn.

Everyone present knew how much Lazarus cherished Selene.

So when they didn’t see her, the murmurs began to spread.

“Why isn’t Selene here?”

Zephyr Calloway, ever the master of deception, let out a heavy sigh. He wore his role of concerned father with ease, shaking his head with a practiced look of disappointment.

“She’s grown up now,” he muttered, just loud enough for everyone to hear.

“Does her own thing.”

Then, in a tone that suggested fatherly exhaustion, he added, “But hey, thank you all for coming.”

The guests, assuming Selene was simply sulking, nodded in understanding.

Selene’s Breaking Point

Outside, Selene stood at the doorway, fists clenched, seething with rage.

This was her grandfather’s funeral—the one person who had truly loved her—and Zephyr had the audacity to shut her out?

Her anger burned hotter, reaching its boiling point.

She was seconds away from storming in, ready to tear Zephyr apart in front of everyone—

When suddenly—

A warm, steady hand slipped into hers.

The touch was calming, grounding her like a steady anchor in a storm.

She didn’t even have to look to know who it was.

“I’ll go in with you.”

Caspian’s voice was smooth and low, wrapping around her like a quiet promise.

His deep, velvety tone had always had a way of soothing her, even when she didn’t want it to.

For a moment, she almost pulled away.

But then—

She let him guide her inside.

Without a word.

Their hands still entwined.

The Room Takes Notice

The moment Caspian stepped in, conversations halted.

Heads turned sharply, drawn to his presence like a gravitational force.

His voice, when he finally spoke, was light and pleasant.

“I’m sorry we’re late. Work had me tied up.”

The murmurs began immediately.

Caspian Vale had arrived.

The youngest colonel in the room.

A man who had soared through the ranks in just two short years.

No longer just ‘Dorian Vale’s son.’

No.

He had carved out his own name, his own reputation.

The officials greeted him with admiration, their voices respectful.

“Mr. Vale!”

“Colonel Vale!”

Even Zephyr, the man who had been so eager to erase Selene from the family, was forced to acknowledge Caspian’s presence.

His forced smile barely hid the flicker of confusion in his eyes.

What the hell is Caspian doing?

Celestia had told him that Caspian wanted a divorce.

So why was he here now, holding Selene’s hand like she was still his world?

Zephyr wasn’t the only one watching closely.

The entire Carter family was on edge.

After all, Caspian had arrived with Lyra today.

And while Lyra had tried to hide it, the subtle curve of her slightly bulging belly hadn’t gone unnoticed.

The conclusion was obvious.

Caspian was planning to divorce Selene.

Lazarus’s unexpected passing had only accelerated their plans.

Because if Selene and Caspian divorced, she would be powerless.

With no Vale name to back her up, the Carter family could block her from inheriting a single cent of Lazarus’s wealth.

They wouldn’t let her win.

A Funeral Turned Battlefield

After Lazarus was finally laid to rest, the guests began to filter out.

The hushed conversations faded, but tension lingered in the air.