His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 648

As the towering figure of Cassius stood, firm as an oak, Chasel knew he'd recognize him even if he were reduced to ashes.

Chase's blood pumped furiously, concentrating in his trembling heart as he gripped the balcony railing, his body leaning out as if he were about to leap.

Such a remarkable presence, the magnetic pull straight to his heart - it could be no one else but Cassius.

"Cassius! Cassius!" Chasel's voice tore through the air in a desperate shout.

But alas, the distance was too great. A gust of wind picked up, and with Chasel already weakened from serious injuries, his feeble cries were swept away before they could reach Cassius.

"Cassius! Are you deaf?! Look back! I'm right behind you."

His last words fractured into a hoarse whisper, barely audible.

Chasel watched, eyes wide, as Cassius got into a black sports car that roared to life and disappeared into the night.

"Bastard! Why couldn't you just wait a little longer for me?!"

As if his soul had been drained, Chase slumped to the ground, gasping for air as tears streamed down his face, "Cassius, why couldn't you wait, let me go with you."

Late at night, in the study.

Zachary was on the phone with York, updating him on Chasel's situation.

Upon hearing that Chasel had been disciplined, York was clearly displeased. Although he refrained from lashing out, his tone was far from gentle.

"Chasel's reputation in neurology is impeccable; even I've heard of his achievements. you're telling me you haven't?"

Zachary clenched his teeth, "Of course, I've heard of him, Dad. But what Chasel did, breaking the family code, disregarding the dignity of the Bright Group, is infuriating. If I don't punish him severely, who's to say he won't commit more follies in the future and bring ridicule upon us?"

York couldn’t help coughing, his voice hardened, "If you insist on punishing him, you could have disciplined him in other ways. There was no need to harm him physically.

In our Bright family, we have only Warner and Chasel as the next generation. Warner, now groomed to be a businessman, has given up on medicine. And I haven't stepped into an operating room in over a decade, focusing on managing our pharmaceuticals, biological institutes, and hospitals, thriving in the business world. Now, the only one who can truly carry on my legacy is Chasel. If you cripple him, the Bright Group will truly be without a successor and can no longer be called a dynasty in medicine."

"But Dad..."

"I know the real reason behind your harshness towards Chasel."

York's voice deepened with a warning, "Zachary, after all these years, have you not let go of your resentment?"

Zachary froze, his expression stiff, "Dad, what resentment could I possibly hold? If I hold any, it is only because as they grow up, they become defiant. I fear they might cause trouble and affect the Bright Group."

"Zachary, even though I detest Emeric, my most cherished daughter chose him, and bore his children, who are all excellent. She has been with the Ashbourne family for over twenty years without a single rumor of discord reaching my ears. That shows Emeric has treated her well."

"Dad."

"I know you've always had feelings for Suri."

York's words struck at Zachary's most hidden wounds. His lips whitened as he clenched his fist.

"Even though you're my adopted son and have no blood relation to Suri, ethically, she will always be your sister. There has never been, and there will never be, any possibility between you."

York repeated the “sentence” he'd handed down over twenty years ago, once again to Zachary.

"I'm eighty years old now, and after a serious illness, I've come to terms with it. The old grudges and resentments, even if they persist, I can no longer control."

York coughed again, his words resonant, "From now on, don't punish Chasel because of Suri and the Ashbourne family. It's enough that the Bright family has no public dealings with the Ashbourne family. The K Group has massive clout in Skyrim. Emeric's children are rising to prominence, and I've heard his darling daughter, Evadne, is nearing marriage with the CEO of the Abernathy Group from Elmsworth. If those two families unite, opposing them would be a death sentence.

If you provoke the Ashbourne family too much, even if Emeric ignores you, I wouldn't bet against Suri and the Ashbourne kids coming after you. I've toiled all my life; I don't want to witness a family feud in my twilight years. Let this matter rest."

The call ended.

"So, Dad. You'd rather Suri be Emeric's mistress, nameless and without status, subject to scorn than bless me with her?"

Zachary's face was pale and tense, like a plaster about to crack in the freezing cold, "All because I am an adopted son? Do you think I am not good enough for your biological daughter?"

Suddenly, urgent knocking sounded.

Warner burst in, panic-stricken, "Dad! It's ad! Chasel has escaped through the window!"

Zachary's pupils contracted in shock. With speed, he and the butler, the secretary and others hurried to Chasel's room.

The balcony doors were flung wide open, the midnight chill rushing in, sending shivers down their spines.

"Have you searched everywhere?!" Zachary's voice quivered with alarm.