His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 738

Glynnis' complexion was ghostlier than a specter's. The mere thought of apologizing to that blockhead, on her knees no less, seemed worse than a death sentence.

Her eyes darted towards Hamilton, who was seething with a righteous fury that left no room for the disgraceful spectacle she presented. It was clear that he was hell-bent on seeing her punished.

With the old man turning a blind eye, Glynnis, in a display of abject servility, knelt at Frederic's feet, tears streaming down her face as she clutched his legs and pleaded, "Dad! I know I've messed up. I won't ever dare to do it again! Banishing me from Elmsworth, forbidding me to show my filial respect - it's cruelty enough! Haven't I been punished already? As your daughter, don't I deserve a shred of dignity? Must he grind my face in the dirt and drive me to despair before he's satisfied?! Dad, please!"

Her wails were so intense that an outsider might mistake her for the victim.

Frederic frowned, trying to pull her up. The sight of so many servants witnessing this undignified scene was too much, but Glynnis clung to him as if she were a leech, seemingly impossible to shake off even from a kick.

"Thaddeus, the punishment you've proposed is quite severe already. Let's skip the groveling apology," Frederic said firmly, his tone more of a command than a suggestion.

Thaddeus' eyes flashed with icy resolve, his lips pressed into a thin, unyielding line.

A glimmer of hope sparked in Glynnis' swollen eyes. Frederic's intervention meant he still harbored some paternal affection for her.

Once the storm passed and Grandpa Hamilton's wrath subsided, she might yet have a chance to return to the lap of luxury at Elmsworth.

But while Glynnis was in secret glee, Thaddeus spoke out in a chilling voice, "She gave Marilla's confidential medical information to those with nefarious intentions, exposing her suffering for all to see, causing her deep harm. You think we can just quietly let this go? I disagree."

"Thaddeus, don't think you can do whatever you please now that you're the CEO!" Frederic's eyes reddened with anger, "I am your father, and you will listen to me!"

"Glynnis is your daughter, but isn't Marilla just as much? By favoring one over the other, you subject the innocent Marilla to mental torment, while the guilty Glynnis is repeatedly indulged and forgiven.” Thaddeus' words were sharp and accurate, his lips curled into a callous smirk, “When did you consider Grandpa’s embitterment? What difference is there between this and slapping Grandpa's face yourself?"

Since Frederic suppressed him using his parental status, Thaddeus acted the same as his father did, bringing up Grandpa Hamilton as countertactics.

“You!” Frederic, finding himself outmaneuvered, struggled for breath.

Hamilton remained silent, but his steady, resolute gaze on Thaddeus clearly showed his full support.

"You're right, Glynnis and Marilla are both my daughters! As their father, I can't bear to see them at each other's throats. They're flesh and blood; when will this cycle of vengeance end?!"

Frederic's contempt was palpable as he continued, "Moreover, I won't stand to see my daughters fight over Jareth, that philandering scoundrel! My daughters, no matter their faults, are the most prestigious heiresses in Elmsworth. What is Jareth in comparison? Even adorned in royal robes, he'd never pass for a prince - a mere upstart from a bandit's den! He's not fit to be my son-in-law!"

Thaddeus narrowed his eyes exasperatedly, his veiny hands hidden in the exquisite cuffs clenching, his anger barely contained. If this man weren't his own father, he’d definitely give him a good beat!