Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 388

He hated Alastair too much.

And he hated his own role as a father.

That was why he had been so indifferent to his child in the past, failing to take proper care of Leo.

It was also why the boy had sucked up to Liliana—just to win his father's attention and praise.

And why he had ignored and despised Madeline.

Madeline replied, "Arthur's death was sudden, and this will is extremely suspicious. Find someone to investigate it thoroughly. Lay low for now and wait for your chance."

Madeline's voice was barely a whisper.

She made sure only Lucius could hear her.

Lucius nodded.

He finally settled down.

Only then did he notice Leo crying, massive tears rolling down his cheeks as he pointed at the scratch near Lucius's eye, heartbroken for him.

He gently took Leo from Madeline's arms.

He composed himself.

Madeline returned to Quentin's side.

Quentin glanced at her and pulled her into his embrace.

Seeing that Lucius had stopped protesting, Alastair spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

He cursed Lucius a few more times, adding, "You little bastard, aren't you afraid of lightning striking you down? Who gave you your life? Saying I'm useless? Saying I'll ruin the legacy? I, Alastair Whitman, will make the Whitman Group bigger and stronger just to show you! No matter how capable you think you are, I am ten times better."

Madeline stared at the will, wanting to ask to see it. Quentin seemed to know exactly what she was thinking.

He gently stroked her head and said, "My people are already looking into it. They don't respect Alastair either, but from the looks of it, it would be hard to fake something like this. The will is likely authentic."

Madeline was still confused. "Did Arthur go senile? How could he come up with something so ridiculous?"

In Madeline's eyes, Alastair's absurd and depraved lifestyle was public knowledge.

A family like the Whitmans, who valued their reputation above all else, would never let Alastair control the group.

Arthur himself had explicitly stated that he would never let Alastair interfere with the business.

He was only supposed to get a fixed living allowance.

This was blatantly ridiculous and contradictory.

"If I had to guess," Quentin said, "the old crone is behind this."

"Eleanor?"

"Yeah," Quentin said. "She doesn't deserve the Prescott name."

Madeline still couldn't figure out how the old woman had managed to alter the will.

The people sent to investigate the will soon returned.

Judging by their expressions, there were no procedural flaws with the will.