I Chose Me Over My Marriage novel Chapter 97

Mrs. Sterling Sr. froze in her tracks, staring at Maxwell in absolute disbelief.

She wasn't the only one; even Marcus looked genuinely stunned for a second.

Maxwell was stepping down?

He had ruthlessly clawed his way up for years, sacrificing everything just to secure that throne.

Marcus refused to believe he would willingly throw it all away.

Snapping out of her shock first, Mrs. Sterling Sr. rushed over and slapped Maxwell hard on the shoulder.

"Don't say such childish things in a fit of pique! And how dare you speak to your grandfather that way?! Get on your knees right now and apologize to him!"

"I didn't do anything wrong."

Maxwell stated flatly.

"If I'm not wrong, why should I apologize? Isn't that right, Grandfather."

He deliberately dragged out the word 'Grandfather', coating it in a thick layer of sarcasm.

Godfrey, already hovering at the brink of an aneurysm, felt his face flush a violent shade of crimson, his eyes blazing as if they were shooting literal fire.

"Maxwell, it seems you don't just want to quit the company, you want to abandon this family altogether!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Sterling Sr. frantically tried to play peacemaker. "Godfrey, please, Max is just overwhelmed by all the chaos lately. The stress is getting to him, that's why he's lashing out. Please don't be angry, I'll scold him properly. We're all family here, we shouldn't be saying such hurtful things!"

The moment she finished, she turned to berate Maxwell, only to be cut off by Godfrey's cold, mocking sneer.

"As expected, like mother, like son. Save your pathetic excuses. Your son swore to me that he would fix this mess in three days. And now? Not only has he failed spectacularly, but he's standing in my house, pointing fingers and spouting this absolute garbage!"

Godfrey was livid beyond reason, his chest heaving aggressively with every word he spat.

Mrs. Sterling Sr.'s face stiffened in humiliation.

As the two turned toward the door, Marcus, who had been watching the show in silence, finally chimed in.

"Max, just make sure your messy divorce with Lyra doesn't drag the company down anymore. Oh, and when it comes to dividing your assets, don't expect the Sterlings to foot the bill."

Maxwell stopped in his tracks, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Every cent I've earned is tied up in the company, and I no longer have any use for the Lennox family's backing. If you don't want this to end in a massive deadlock that tanks the stock completely, you'll pay her yourselves."

Pulling the door open, the mother and son stormed out without another word.

Inside the study, Godfrey snatched a file off the desk and hurled it at the slammed door.

"Useless bastard!"

The worst part was that Maxwell's parting threat had struck the exact nerve keeping the Sterling Group afloat.

Staring at the closed door, Marcus lowered his eyes thoughtfully.