The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 206

At the table, Agatha exchanged a knowing look with another aunt.

"I've been in the Zimmerman family for nearly thirty years, and I've never seen Miles dote on anyone like this."

"That girl is the apple of his eye. The position of matriarch of the Zimmerman family is guaranteed to be his."

Alistair watched the two of them with deep satisfaction, nodding repeatedly.

"Since it's such a joyous occasion, I have an announcement to make."

He looked at his youngest son, his expression completely serious.

"Miles, you're married now. You've settled down. It's time to resign from the hospital and return to the Zimmerman Group. With your brilliance, our company will undoubtedly reach new heights."

Everyone's eyes immediately darted to Miles.

Was Alistair hinting at naming him the official successor?

Miles kept his eyes lowered and stayed silent, a fleeting trace of careless annoyance flickering through his gaze. With so many people present, he didn't want to publicly humiliate his father.

"Miles, what are you hesitating for?" Alistair demanded, his brow furrowing in displeasure.

Low murmurs spread across the room, and the atmosphere in the living room rapidly grew oppressive.

"Dad."

The word was spoken with perfect respect. Claire looked up, meeting Alistair's predatory gaze head-on with a faint smile.

"Miles and I are actually trying for a baby. We need to maintain a healthy routine and get plenty of rest, so he really can't take over the company right now."

Miles turned to stare at her, visibly stunned.

Alistair's face darkened. "I'm merely asking him to quit his job at the hospital and enter the company. It won't be that demanding at first; he just needs to familiarize himself with the operations..."

Claire didn't back down under his intense pressure, maintaining her radiant smile.

"Dad, trying for a baby isn't something we can take lightly."

"Are you hoping for a grandson or a granddaughter? If it's a boy, he can keep little Toby company."

With effortless grace, she deflected the conversation away from forcing Miles to quit his job.

Alistair was momentarily struck speechless. Unable to find a way to push the issue, he reluctantly let it drop.

Nearby, Victor's eyes grew exceptionally dark.

Claire's words grew increasingly sharp.

"You pretend to favor him, but you've never actually considered his feelings."

"He loves being a doctor. He wants to save lives. He doesn't want to be trapped in the deceit and backstabbing of the corporate world. Forcing him into the company will do nothing but spark a war between him and his brother. How does that benefit anyone?"

"Miles Zimmerman!" Alistair roared, his whole body trembling with rage. "For years, I've given you everything you ever wanted. Think about it—without the Zimmerman family funding you, where would you be today?!"

Miles stood perfectly still, his expression unreadable.

Claire grabbed Miles's hand, her voice resolute.

"Then starting today, he won't need your money. I'll support him!"

She didn't wait to see Alistair's livid face. She turned around and marched out. "Let's go, honey!"

Miles let her pull him along, his fingers lacing tightly through hers.

They stormed out of the study and made it to the corner of the long hallway before Claire suddenly let go of his hand.

She stumbled forward, swaying unsteadily, before collapsing toward the floor.