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Chapter 318:
Terrell, however, placed the blame squarely on Denny’s shoulders.
Though Denny hadn’t so much as touched the painting, Terrell’s accusation condemned him to a merciless beating.
That incident opened Denny’s eyes to the kind of person Terrell truly was.
“Why do you intrude on my discussion with Grandpa, dear brother?” Denny’s tone dripped with irony. “Or should I call you Uncle Terrell p>
Terrell’s composure shattered, his face blanching. “What… What did you just say?” His gaze flicked to Eaton in panic, who regarded Denny with an unwavering stare.
𝖶𝖾е𝘬𝗹𝗒 𝘳еl𝘦а𝘴𝖾𝘴 𝘰n
“Grandpa, your lies have wounded me deeply!” Denny’s smile persisted, but his eyes burned with fury.
Eaton paused for a moment, then spoke with icy calm. “You are a member of this family. Airing this truth would profit no one, least of all you. Even if you care little for our honor, consider your mother. She p>
“Enough!” Denny’s voice roared, his eyes tempestuous. “You have no right to speak of my mother p>
To Denny, his mother, Maddie Williamson, had always seemed a marionette, her emotions nonexistent. Once, he had harbored resentment toward her, but the revelation of what had happened to her dissolved that resentment.
Terrell was the product of Eaton’s drunken violation of Maddie. When she discovered her pregnancy, she resolved to end it, but Eaton’s iron will barred her choice.
Desperate, Maddie turned to Denny’s father, Matteo Williamson, laying bare the harrowing truth.
Maddie and Matteo had met through an arranged date, but she had grown fond of him. She hoped Matteo would seek justice for her after learning the truth, but he chose to ignore the matter.
Compelled to carry Terrell to term, Maddie distanced herself from Matteo, living separately from him. Still, Matteo’s self-serving desires prevailed, and he coerced her into bearing Denny.
The thought of Maddie’s suffering fueled Denny’s rage. His eyes, dark as a storm, bored into Eaton. “You have no ground to refuse my request,” he said, his voice low and unyielding. “Unless you wish to see the Williamson family crumble p>
The following day, in Kretol.
“Mr. Stewart, Mr. Mills has arrived. He wishes to see you p>
Amelia and Wyatt were in the middle of lunch when Kurt delivered the news. At once, Amelia set down her utensils.
She hadn’t forgotten any of Colton’s recent actions.
Recalling Wyatt’s meticulously devised acquisition strategy, Amelia turned to him, her eyes alight with anticipation. “Have you already acquired the Mills Group so swiftly p>
Wyatt’s lips quirked in a wry smile at that. “Amelia, the Mills family holds sway as one of Kretol’s most formidable families. Acquiring their empire will demand at least six months p>