Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 431

*Smack!*

The sharp crack left Liliana entirely stunned. "You hit me?"

"You destroyed my family, ruined my mother's marriage, and now you dare parade around here like you've won? Do you have no idea what kind of trash you are? What gives a filthy homewrecker like you the right to insult me? You are the most selfish, morally bankrupt person on the face of the earth!"

"Lucius, who the hell do you think you are to lecture me?"

Liliana's eyes dripped with venom. "Every man for himself. If I don't look out for my own interests, am I supposed to look out for yours?"

Lucius refused to waste another breath on someone so utterly twisted. "Watch your back."

He turned to leave, but Liliana lunged at him like a maniac, grabbing his arm. "You think you can hit me and just walk away? Guards! Get in here and kill him! He assaulted the Chairman's wife!"

Without hesitating, Lucius drove his foot straight into her knee.

"Ah!"

Liliana cried out in agony and crumpled to the floor. "It hurts..."

"Then remember that pain. From now on, learn your place. Stop seducing married men and tearing families apart. Karma hasn't skipped you; it's simply biding its time!"

Having said his piece, Lucius turned and strode away.

Liliana ground her teeth in pure hatred, struggling to pull herself up.

The security guards stood perfectly still, pretending they hadn't seen a thing. None of them dared offend Lucius.

A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Lucius might have lost this battle, but no one was foolish enough to bet against him returning with a vengeance.

Realizing she had no backup, Liliana immediately threw herself into Alastair's arms, sobbing dramatically.

Alastair was equally helpless. Until he thoroughly broke these employees in, none of them would truly answer to him.

Furthermore, within the legal handover period, until HR and legal finalized the paperwork, Lucius technically remained the CEO and acting Chairman.

Alastair resorted to shouting at his retreating back.

"Fine, we've said what needed to be said. If you're going to leave, then get out. And remember—don't ever step foot through the front doors again. You are absolutely dead to the Whitman Group."