The Officer's Runaway Wife and Secret Son novel Chapter 489

It was because that little boy, Rhys, still yearned for a mother's love. Even after witnessing her betrayal, he would still think, *a mother must love her child.*

What mother doesn't truly love her own child?

He had made countless excuses for her, piecing the fragments together and telling himself, *it's still usable.*

But now he understood the concept of family. He knew what a family was supposed to feel like.

The bitter anger of the past had vanished.

With no expectations left, there was nowhere for anger to take root.

"This is my house. Who I invite to stay here is none of the Johnsons' business," Rhys said, his voice flat and chillingly indifferent. "Say what you need to say, then get out."

Veronica was momentarily stunned by his retort.

Remembering the purpose of her visit, she swallowed the rebuke that was on the tip of her tongue.

Life had been difficult for her lately.

Old Mr. Huntington's death had triggered a major power reshuffle within the family, and Eric had tried to seize a piece of the pie amidst the chaos.

His methods weren't new—cozying up to distant relatives, promising benefits, stirring up trouble among the shareholders. He'd been using these tactics his whole life and had never failed.

But this time, not only did he fail to gain anything, he had been repeatedly obstructed by a series of mysterious investigations.

Several business partners had suddenly turned hostile, a few always-smooth transactions were inexplicably blocked, and a new project that was ready for signing was halted by higher-ups at the last minute.

The investigations were suspicious, clearly orchestrated by someone behind the scenes.

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