Chapter 939
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
The truth was, Domenicâs parents paid a harsh price for their naivety.
Jordan, though heartbroken, felt more disappointment in his eldest son and hatred towards Domenicâs mother.
This was why heâd spent years guarding Domenic from gold-digging social climbers.
Now, just like his father, Domenic was a huge letdown to Jordan.
This disappointment spilled over onto Lindseyâbut as hatred.
Jordan wouldnât let history repeat.
He wished he could get rid of the woman behind Domenic.
In his mind, she was the source of Domenicâs failings.
Domenic gaze turned cold.
âGrandpa, your last hospitalization, it was just another act, wasnât it?â
Jordanâs eyes flickered.
âHow did you know?â
Jordan looked at Domenic, confusion clouding his features.
That hospitalâs director was a close friend of his.
He couldnât believe the director would spill anything to Domenic.
âI guessed,â Domenic said with a chuckle, his voice tinged with both sarcasm and seriousness.
âGrandpa, I never thought youâd make light of your own health.
You always taught me that to earn respect, you must first respect yourself.
Yet here you are, showing no respect for yourself or me.
You claimed to be disappointed in me, but did you ever consider how disappointed Iâd be in your actions?â
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Domenic had been observing Jordanâs condition closely.
If Jordan were truly so ill, he wouldnât have had the energy to threaten him so vigorously.
Domenicâs casual probing had caused Jordan to lose his composure and reveal the truth.
âI⦠I justâ¦â Jordan stammered, at a loss for words under Domenicâs sharp retort.
âSir, now is not the time for this.
Please reconsider,â Jordanâs butler interjected softly.
He had never seen Jordan so rattled and tried to calm him down.
Jordan, seething with barely contained anger, glanced at the opulent banquet hall.
The room was filled with influential business leaders from around the globe.
The Walsh Groupâs reputation was already on thin ice tonight; continuing this dispute could lead to greater, uncontrollable consequences.
As chairman, he couldnât let that happen.
With great effort, Jordan suppressed his fury and addressed Domenic in a desperate tone.
âIf youâve chosen her, then leave.
Once you walk out that door, youâre no longer my grandson.
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Domenic frowned, his voice a mix of frustration and sorrow.
âGrandpa, do you have to be so ruthless? Why canât I be with the girl I love? Why must I follow your dictates? Thereâs no reason for these things to be mutually exclusive.
Why turn them into an all-or-nothing ultimatum? Does this make you happy?â
Jordanâs expression remained unchanged, his wrinkles deepening.
âYes.
In my view, she canât coexist with the Walsh Group in your life.
Either you donât have me as a grandfather, or you give her up today.
Domenic, Iâll give you one last chance to choose.
Donât be foolish.
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The ultimatum was unreasonable.
Domenic clenched his fists, his eyes clouded with gloom and sadness.
Slowly, he stepped forward, standing directly in front of Jordan.
âGrandpa, I will make you change your mind,â he declared firmly.