The Forgotten Titan's Resurgence novel Chapter 5

"How is he not good enough for you?" Arnold fumed. "Your grandfather was a farmer, too! He built the family business from the ground up, and that is how our family's wealth came to be!

"He doted on you the most before he passed away. I don't want to see you disobeying his dying wish! This marriage is going to happen. I won't let you back out of it!"

"Mr. Seymour."

Gideon had arrived.

Arnold hurried through the door and greeted with a smile, "Gideon! You're finally here. We've been waiting for you. Do come in!"

Gideon didn't expect Arnold to be this welcoming.

As Arnold ushered Gideon into the house, he called out, "Ella, hurry up and head to the city hall with Gideon to get the marriage registered. I'll pick a good date for you guys to have the ceremony."

"I don't want to, Dad!"

"If you don't listen to me, I'll freeze your bank account and cut off your allowance! I'm not letting you have your way with this. You're going to do as I say. Anyone who protests will suffer my wrath!"

The threat of having her fund cut off was akin to putting Elara in a chokehold. She dared not protest any further.

"Hurry up!" Arnold repeated, his tone leaving no room for further argument. That was the end of the conversation, and Elara had to do as he said.

…

Walking out of the city hall, Gideon eyed the marriage license with a dumbfounded expression. Just like that, he'd become a married man. He had a wife now.

"Gideon, I advise you not to have any ideas about me! We belong to two different worlds! I only registered the marriage to appease my dad. Given time, my dad will realize all of your incompetence and inadequacy. Then, he will definitely ask me to divorce you, too.

"In the meantime, you live your life, and I live mine. We won't have anything to do with each other, and we're certainly not sleeping together. If you dare to cross the line or harbor any designs on me, then don't blame me for not going easy on you!" Elara declared.

Gideon was speechless. Why was he dealing with yet another overly self-confident and deluded woman like Lavinia?

Interpreting Gideon's silence as awkwardness, Elara sighed. "What a cruel twist of fate this is. You were once the heir of the Snow family and one of the Four Elites of Goldspire, but look at what has become of you now!

"Things are not the same anymore. I did admire you once, but now, you're nowhere near good enough for me. You can forget about the wedding ceremony, too. I will never agree to it. It's too humiliating!"

Once Elara finished speaking, she drove off.

Gideon didn't care, either. He'd only gone through with the marriage to fulfill Titus' instructions. It wasn't like he had any feelings for Elara.

As he looked up at the sky, thoughts filled his head. He mumbled, "It's been five years. I'm finally back here. Cormac, five years ago, you seized power over the family and kicked me out. You even sent hitmen to kill me. I guess you think I'm long dead by now, huh?"

His eyes glinted with hostility. Now that he had returned to Goldspire, he was determined to enact vengeance for the past.

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Compared to what it had been five years ago, the Snow residence now looked a lot shabbier. Even the lion statues by the entrance had missing pieces.

The Snows had gathered inside the main hall, and they were all eyeing a lavishly dressed young man with expressions of fury.

"Time's up!"

The young man, Eric Gross, snapped his fingers and adjusted his glasses before continuing, "Have you made up your mind yet, Cormac? Are you signing the contract or not?"

Cormac Snow, once merely an elder but now the head of the Snow family, was sitting in the center of the hall, and he was brimming with rage.

Eric was the son of the Grosses of Goldspire. He had come over today to buy out Snow Corporation with a meager offer of one million dollars. That was no sincere buyout, of course. It was clearly an attempt to humiliate them!

Back when the Snows held a prestigious position in society, the Grosses had been nothing more than sycophantic lackeys who did their best to latch onto the Snows. But now, the Grosses had surpassed the Snows.

All of the Snows present felt deeply frustrated and aggrieved.

Sneering, Eric declared, "I've shown you enough courtesy and given you enough time. Do you really think I came over to discuss this with you? Hah! Do you even think you're qualified for that?

"Whether you like it or not, you're signing this contract today! My family has already gotten in touch with several others. We're all poised to strike Snow Corporation with every sanction and roadblock possible.

"Your company is already having a hard time. How much longer can it survive if all of us join forces to launch corporate warfare against you? When the time comes, you'll be forced to go bankrupt. Not only will you not get a single penny, but you'll even be in debt!"

Cormac was bursting with rage. "You Grosses are going too far, Eric!"

"Going too far, you say? Hah! I'm just stating the facts. Back then, didn't you Snows act all high and mighty? Didn't you people look down on my family? I bet you never considered the possibility that the tides could change this much," Eric taunted.

"Under your leadership, Cormac, the Snows went from being an elite family to an impoverished one in just five years. My, my! You're nothing but a dumb fool!"