Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 674

Nightfall.

Lambert, who had just clocked out for the day, was about to head home when Old Mr. Stone summoned him to the main estate with a phone call.

Irritation flickered through him.

But if the old man was calling, it had to be important. Suppressing his annoyance, he made his way over, pausing only to call Ariana and tell her not to wait for him for dinner—she should eat without him. Ariana simply replied, "Got it."

Yet the moment she hung up, her expression turned icy—a coldness she hadn’t shown since her pregnancy.

Her mother-in-law had been acting strangely all day.

And now, Lambert was being called away by Old Mr. Stone…

Something was definitely wrong. And whatever it was, it involved her. Ariana’s eyes darkened, a quiet chill settling in their depths.

…

When Lambert arrived at the main estate, the first thing he saw upon entering the living room was the twins, Kevin and Carson, playing boisterously.

He had never paid them much attention.

Lucian was his and Ariana’s firstborn, and after the kidnapping incident, he held a special, irreplaceable place in Lambert’s heart. Though he cared for the twins, it wasn’t the same—not like the way he adored his eldest.

People always said good parents treated all their children equally.

But once you became a father or mother, you realized—true fairness was impossible.

When it came down to it, your own child would always matter more than anyone else’s.

But when it comes to comparing one's own children, there's always a favorite and one who gets the least attention.

Especially for someone as cold and detached as Lambert.

Most of his affection was reserved for Ariana.

The remaining sliver was divided among the rest, so theoretically, he wasn’t exactly a model father. Not that he denied it.

The two little ones froze for a moment when they saw their long-absent father.

Kevin quickly darted toward Lambert, tugging at the hem of his coat with wide, sparkling eyes. "Daddy!"

Lambert’s eyes narrowed slightly.

After all, they were his own children—even if he didn’t dote on them much, he still cared.

He gave a quiet hum in response.

Gently patting Kevin’s head, he asked in his usual cool tone, "You haven’t been causing trouble for your great-grandmother while staying at the main house, have you?"

Kevin shook his head vigorously. "Nope!"

A faint smile, rare for someone as stern as Lambert, flickered across his lips.

As for Carson—

The initial excitement on his face quickly twisted into a pout. He shot his father a sulky glare before plopping back down, pretending to ignore him as he resumed stacking his blocks. But his little eyes kept darting over, as if waiting for his father to notice his displeasure.

And come coax him.

What a shame.

His biological father was Lambert. With just a fleeting glance at Carson, Lambert headed upstairs without a word. Carson stood there foolishly, waiting for his father to call him—so he could huff and refuse to go over. But who would’ve thought? After waiting for what felt like forever, there was still no summons. When he finally looked up again, his father was already gone.

Carson froze in confusion, his eyes darting around before he turned to his twin brother with a lost expression. "Where’s Dad?"

Lambert didn’t regret it in the slightest.

His response was icy. "Haven’t you already seen the outcome?" His meaning was clear: he had already made his stance known by severing ties with the Harper family, and the old man was well aware of it.

The old man’s brow furrowed, and he rubbed his temples in exasperation before fixing Lambert with a weary look. "I know about what happened between you and that Harper girl. I’m old now—too old to bother controlling you. Do whatever you want; I don’t have the energy to interfere. But you *cannot* toy with the Stone Corporation. That’s my bottom line."

Lambert’s reply was blunt. "I was the one who secured this deal."

The old man fell silent.

The implication was obvious: since Lambert had been the one to negotiate the project in the first place, dissolving the partnership wouldn’t actually harm the Stone Corporation. At worst, they’d lose a profitable venture—but since he had been the one to bring it in, his actions couldn’t be considered reckless.

The old man was so furious he nearly saw stars.

He glared at Lambert and snapped, "But if this isn’t handled properly, you’ll just be making another enemy for the Stone family! Lambert, I’m deeply disappointed in you this time. As for that Harper girl… I’ll have your father speak with the Harper family in due course. Since you’ve already stirred up this mess, there’s no point in cutting ties completely. Let’s just leave it at that."

The old man didn’t care whether Lambert intended to break things off with the Harper girl or not.

But given how things had escalated, breaking up was no longer an option.

The only way forward was marriage. This was the consequence of wanting to have his cake and eat it too! Consider it a lesson for him.

Lambert froze for a moment, struggling to grasp the old man’s meaning. After a brief silence of about two seconds, it finally dawned on him. Instantly, his face darkened like the bottom of a scorched pot. His voice turned icy. "Grandfather, you seem to have forgotten—I already have a wife."

The old man scoffed. "If you knew you had a wife, why did you go meddling with someone else? I don’t interfere with your other affairs, but this one—you *will* listen to me. The Stone family doesn’t need an adversary of equal standing." Ariana’s background was far too weak to offer Lambert any advantage.

He certainly couldn’t allow the Stone family to make an enemy they couldn’t easily handle.

Lambert frowned. "I didn’t provoke her."

Naturally, the old man didn’t believe him. He assumed Lambert was just making excuses. He understood this kind of male psychology all too well—some men fooled around outside, but that didn’t mean they wanted a divorce.