Chapter 440:
“Absolutely shameless!” Derek struck him once more with his cane, the sound echoing sharply.
Yet Brandon remained steadfast in his opposition.
He had committed countless acts that wounded Millie deeply, and her anguish and tears continued to plague his conscience relentlessly.
The guilt left him perpetually sleepless and emotionally devastated.
He understood with crystal clarity that she despised him completely. She loathed his betrayal, despised how he had systematically destroyed her trust and happiness.
He could only desperately cling to the Bennett family’s possessions, using them as leverage to prevent her from drifting too far beyond his reach.
Once this terrible ordeal finally concluded, he would lay bare every hidden truth before her.
He knew with absolute certainty that she had always dreamed of creating a loving home with him and raising their children together.
She had not yet made their divorce proceedings public knowledge.
Therefore, she would eventually find it in her heart to forgive his transgressions. However, to make all that happen, first he needed to keep her within his sphere of influence.
“I cannot relinquish these belongings to her,” Brandon repeated, his eyes now bloodshot with raw emotion.
Derek responded with a cold, mocking laugh. “I anticipated exactly that response from you, which is precisely why I drafted this wager agreement.”
“Grandpa…” Brandon continued to voice his disagreement.
“You constantly claim that Vivian is dying, so you feel compelled to indulge her every whim. But what consideration do you show for my remaining life?” Derek fixed Brandon with an intense stare. “This agreement provides you with one final opportunity. Should you refuse to participate, I’ll end my life right here before your very eyes! Don’t you dare forget that when I was drawing my last breaths, you grasped Millie’s hand and fell to your knees before me, desperately pleading for my blessing on your marriage!”
Brandon’s eyes blazed crimson with overwhelming emotion as he rapidly scanned through the agreement’s contents.
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At that precise moment, someone rapped firmly against the office door.
Eugene stepped inside with professional composure. “Mr. Watson, Mrs. W— Miss Bennett and Vivian have arrived as requested.”
Observing that Brandon had ceased his protests, Derek nodded his approval. “Please escort them inside immediately.”
Consequently, Millie and Vivian entered the office together, their contrasting energies immediately apparent.
Millie acknowledged everyone with a polite, restrained nod, while Vivian radiated unbridled enthusiasm. “Good afternoon, Mr. Watson, Mrs. Watson.” Vivian felt her heart soar with unexpected joy. They had finally agreed to meet with her personally, which perhaps signaled their grudging acceptance of her presence?
Earlier that morning, Brandon had just warned her emphatically that his grandparents refused to see her regardless of the circumstances.
“You two, take a look at these documents carefully,” Derek instructed as he handed the papers to Eugene, who efficiently distributed copies to both Millie and Vivian.
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