Weston stopped and looked at the man on the floor. â Diana left you, and you deserve it.â
âStella confessed, and you deserve it!â Michael shouted from behind him. It was as if attacking Weston would give him some sort of relief.
In reality, it was just two losers attacking each other.
Michael knew this very well, making the whole situation seem so sadly ironic.
âYouâre powerful, but what can you do? You canât even protect your loved one!â Michael continued to scream and cursed behind Weston to vent his anger.
Unable to find Diana, Michael felt helpless. He finally found an outlet to vent all the anger he had built up throughout the night.
Weston ignored Michael coldly and walked straight in. His goal was clear. He wanted to see Stella.
The staff accompanying him told him, âSorry, Mr. Ford. Mrs. Ford doesnât want to see youâ¦â
âI said I want to see her,â Weston said in a sharp, icy voice. The people around him held their breaths, afraid to disobey him.
However, one man bit the bullet, saying, âIâm really sorry, Mr. Ford. If the defendant doesnât consent to it, even her family wonât be able to see herâ¦â
Stella refused to see him, and even if he went there, she would not see him.
Weston did not say a word, but his face was scary.
The trial was over.
Warren walked to Weston and looked at him. He shook his head, saying a little regrettably, âI thought you would win this time. You had it all worked out. You and the board of directors took power, but you never thought Stella would make you lose in the end.â
Warren wanted to tap Weston on the shoulder, but he missed. Weston took a step back as soon as Weston held his hand midâair.
Weston gave the old man a cold glance. âItâs not just the directors and me. Someone you didnât expect took part as well.â
Weston paused for a moment and said, âDid you know that Xavier was involved? Your good son, the one you trusted most, is on my side.â
Warren paused with a look of shock that flashed in his eyes. He couldnât believe what he was hearing.
Anger filled his old and wrinkly face. âYouâre deliberately sowing discord between us!â
âYou can confront Xavier yourself and find out if itâs intentional or not.â
Weston suppressed the anger in his heart and took a deep breath. âXavier chose to be on my side. I donât think heâd be despicable enough not to admit it.â
He then looked into Warrenâs eyes and said, âGrandpa, youâre old. Even if.you donât want to admit it, Xavier is no longer the obedient son he once was. He used to listen to you all the time, but now, he knows exactly whose side would benefit him most.â
Warren widened his eyes as if in disbelief. He stmbled backward, unable to say a word.
Even so, Warren knew in his heart that Weston would never deceive him when it came to this. He simply never thought that Xavier would be the one to betray him.
âXavier... I trusted him so much!â Warren thought in despair.
Warren loved his youngest son, Xavier, the most. Although he left most of the responsibility to the more capable Weston, he never treated Xavier poorly. Why would Xavier be on Westonâs side?!
Was what Weston said true? Had he grown too old to grant Xavier what he wanted? Warren laughed bitterly and hunched in agony. He had been a schemer his whole life, but he did not expect such an ending to befall him.