Saintess's Worthless Husband Turned Dragon Commander novel Chapter 235

CHAPTER 168 PART 2

Then a color that suggested his blood pressure had reached dangerous levels.

“You,” Stanislaus turned to Richard Lancaster, his voice shaking with barely controlled rage. “You duplicitous son of a bitch.”

The room fell silent again, confusion replacing anger. Nobody understood what had just happened or why Stanislaus’s fury had suddenly redirected from Miguel to the Lancaster patriarch.

“Stanislaus-” Richard started, his voice cautious.

“Don’t,” Stanislaus cut him off. “Don’t you dare play innocent with me. The video. The final segment. I just watched my son-my crippled, broken son-getting beaten. But that’s not what made me angry just now.”

He stood, his hands gripping the table’s edge so hard his knuckles went white. “What made me angry is seeing who was there. Who witnessed it. Who participated.”

Cesar Pendleton looked genuinely confused. “What are you talking about? We all saw the video. We know what happened-”

“You didn’t look closely enough,” Stanislaus spat. “None of you did. Or maybe you did and you’ve been lying to me this whole time.”

“Connect it to the projector,” Miguel suggested quietly. “Let everyone see what you just discovered.”

Stanislaus grabbed the phone and connected it to the room’s presentation system with shaking hands. The video appeared on the wall-mounted screen-large, clear, impossible to ignore.

He fast-forwarded to the final segment. The room where Atlas had been beaten. The young elites lining up to take their turns. The forced apologies. The slaps landing one after another.

Then Stanislaus froze the frame.

And zoomed in on the background.

There, barely visible in the corner, partially obscured by other people but unmistakable to anyone who knew his face-

Elijah Lancaster.

Atlas’s younger brother.

Present in the room while his sibling was being systematically humiliated.

Not fighting to stop it. Not calling for help. Not even looking particularly upset.

Just… watching.

“Your grandson,” Stanislaus said, his voice deadly quiet, “was in that room. He witnessed the entire beating. And he did nothing.”

Richard Lancaster’s face betrayed nothing, but Thomas and several other Lancaster family members shifted uncomfortably.

“You knew,” Stanislaus continued, his voice rising. “You knew Elijah was there. You knew he could have stopped it, could have called security, could have done something. And you said nothing. You let me believe Marcus Steel orchestrated this unprovoked attack. You let me commit my family to your alliance. You manipulated me.”

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“That’s not-“Thomas started.

“Shut up!” Stanislaus roared. “I’ve lost my eldest son. My second son is crippled. My family has suffered billions in losses. And I was prepared to commit everything-everything-to helping you get revenge for Atlas. But you lied to me. You used me. You let me think we were in the same situation when the truth is, your own family witnessed the attack and chose not to intervene!”

The alliance was cracking. Visibly. Audibly. The foundation of trust necessary to maintain a coalition against Marcus Steel was fracturing under the weight of revealed deception.

“Elijah was outnumbered,” Richard said, his voice still controlled but showing strain. “He couldn’t have stopped what was happening without endangering himself.”

“Then why didn’t he call you?” Stanislaus demanded. “Why didn’t he alert security? Why didn’t he do anything except stand there and watch his brother get destroyed?”

No answer came. Because there was no good answer.

“Unless,” Miguel said quietly, drawing all attention back to him, “Elijah was there for a different reason. Unless he knew what was going to happen. Unless the Lancaster Family’s involvement in that night goes deeper than simple victimhood.”

The implication hung in the air like poison gas.

Richard Lancaster stood slowly, his aged body radiating menace despite his years. “Be very careful what you’re suggesting, Miguel.”

“I’m not suggesting anything,” Miguel replied calmly. “I’m simply pointing out what the video shows. What Stanislaus just discovered. What you’ve been hiding from everyone in this room.”

Cesar Pendleton looked between them, confusion and growing alarm on his face. “What is he talking about? What does Elijah being there mean?”

But Stanislaus understood. The veteran businessman’s decades of experience in reading deception, in recognizing manipulation, in understanding how powerful families operated-it all crystallized in a single terrible realization.

“They set him up,” Stanislaus said slowly. “The Lancaster Family set up Atlas. Used him as bait. Let him walk into that trap knowing what would happen.”

“That’s ridiculous-“Thomas protested, but his voice lacked conviction.

“Is it?” Stanislaus turned to face the assembled magnates. “Think about it. Atlas arrives at Azure Water Entertainment City expecting to find a helpless girl and her frightened friends. Instead, he finds Marcus Steel, Allen’s security team, and a room full of witnesses. Someone tipped Marcus off. Someone told him exactly when and where Atlas would arrive. And Elijah just happened to be there to watch it all unfold.”

The murmurs spreading through the conference room were no longer angry-they were suspicious. Calculating. Several magnates were reassessing everything they’d been told, every assumption they’d made about the Lancaster Family’s position.

And at the center of it all, Miguel Abbott sat calmly, his dragon king still disguised among the bodyguards, watching the carefully constructed alliance disintegrate under the weight of its own contradictions.

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