Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 166

The butler immediately hurried out to execute the order.

Madeline hadn't anticipated this. She had brought a shield, but Arthur was wielding a battering ram.

She had intended to force Arthur to honor his promise regarding the divorce.

Instead, Arthur planned to forcefully abort Liliana's baby, ensuring the mistress suffered the consequences of her own actions while completely silencing Madeline's complaints.

Lucius eagerly played along, clinging to the 'drugged' excuse, which gave Arthur the perfect loophole to save face. No matter what Madeline argued, Arthur refused to listen.

Suddenly, the low hum of approaching engines echoed from outside the estate.

A procession of sleek luxury vehicles rolled up the driveway.

Arthur sent someone to check the commotion, but as he glanced out, he was shocked to recognize the fleet of limited-edition cars—vehicles so exclusive you could count them on one hand nationwide.

The butler rushed back inside, breathless, and delivered his report. Arthur's face drained of color.

He instantly recognized the crest on the incoming vehicles.

Arthur abruptly turned to Lucius. "This Liliana... is she connected to the Prescott family?"

Lucius was entirely out of the loop, but seeing his grandfather's deadly serious expression, he replied, "Yes."

"Why the hell didn't you say so earlier?" Arthur stood up from his armchair and began pacing the room.

Decades ago, when the Prescott family was still the undisputed titan of the city, their wealth already rivaled small nations. Eventually, they shifted their assets overseas, expanding their investments globally and cementing themselves as the wealthiest tycoons in the expatriate circles.

Arthur simply never imagined that the pathetic little mistress clinging to Lucius was tied to the monstrous Prescott empire.

Madeline hadn't left yet. She was genuinely perplexed—just who exactly was Liliana, and what kind of untouchable backing did she have?

The older woman sneered at her. "So you're the little bitch trying to abort my granddaughter's baby? Lance, give her ten slaps across the face. Teach her a lesson."

The moment the words left her mouth, a towering bodyguard dressed in black lunged forward, his eyes dead and unfeeling as he closed in on Madeline.

Madeline's face paled. She instinctively stepped back, but the heavy oak doors trapped her.

She watched the bodyguard's hand raise high. Her heart seized in her chest, yet she stubbornly refused to close her eyes. Instead, she locked a fierce, humiliated, and furious glare onto the so-called 'elderly woman.'

Lucius finally snapped out of his daze. He threw himself in front of Madeline, shielding her with his body, his voice trembling slightly. "Mrs. Prescott! You've misunderstood! Madeline isn't the one trying to abort Lily's baby. This is strictly between Lily and me—it has nothing to do with her!"

Arthur hadn't expected Eleanor Prescott to order a brutal assault without a word of discussion. He quickly stepped up to de-escalate. "Eleanor, let's talk this out reasonably. Madeline is..."

"Get out of the way!"

The old woman roared, her eyes slicing through them like daggers. "The Whitman family actually dares to protect the woman hurting my granddaughter? Do you all have a death wish?"