The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 231 Not Yours To

Rule

Bruce abruptly sat up as Farris approached, his cane tapping against the floor with each step. Without hesitation, Bruce rose to his feet and gave a respectful nod. "Grandpa."

Tracy, still seething from Farris' recent scolding, struggled to contain her resentment. Yet, in his presence, she had no choice but to maintain a facade. Forcing a polite expression, she greeted him in a flat tone, "Farris."

"I want the details about your conversation with Corrine." Farris' piercing gaze locked onto Bruce, his scrutiny unwavering. "If she's willing to forgive, we'll hold a press

conference and clear her name."

Tracy's' eyes flared with frustration. "Are you serious, Farris? Have you completely lost it? Corrine was the one who wronged us first! Now that her scandal has exploded, why should we go out of our way to salvage her reputation? And if Bruce publicly defends her, won't that just humiliate him in front of everyone?"

“Enough!” Farris struck his cane against the floor with a forceful crack, the sound slicing through the room like a blade. The sheer authority behind it made Tracy go rigid, her voice dying in her throat.

"How did someone as disgraceful as you find their way into the Ashton family? If not for Corrine's strategies all these years, do you really think this family would have survived its past crises? Everything you enjoy your luxury, your comfort-is because of her efforts! Without her, what right do you have to live in such excess? If you hadn't meddled in Bruce's life, he would have married Corrine long ago, and none of this would be happening now! And yet you have the audacity to claim she's the one who wronged us?”

For years, Farris had withdrawn from the family business, choosing a quiet retirement while Bruce took over the company.

His absence had led everyone to believe the once formidable patriarch had softened with age.

Now, faced with his fury, the room fell into an uneasy silence. Not a single soul dared

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to breathe too loudly.

"Grandpa, I let Corrine down. I broke her trust, and no matter what I say, she won't forgive me..." Bruce exhaled heavily, recounting every detail of his conversation with

Corrine.

Farris' expression darkened, his features taut with an unfamiliar gravity. "She actually

said that?"noveldrama

Bruce gave a firm nod. "She did."

Tracy, who had been biting her tongue, finally snapped, "What ridiculous nonsense is

Corrine spewing? Does she really think the Ashton family is as powerless as it was three years ago? Apologizing to her is a waste of time! Those scandalous photos from

her so-called 'kidnapping'-that was karma. People like her deserve-"

"Deserve what?" Farris' voice dropped to a chilling low, cutting through the air like

blade.

His eyes, though clouded with age, burned with a ferocity that sent an icy dread down

Tracy's, spine.

She swallowed hard, her bravado crumbling as she averted her gaze. The unfinished

words died in her throat.

"As a member of the Ashton family, you're supposed to carry yourself with grace.

How dare you speak such venom?" Farris added.

Tracy clenched her fists. “The truth always comes out eventually. Are we supposed to bury her disgrace?"

The longer she listened, the more it seemed Farris had lost his grip on reality.

Instead of protecting the Ashton family's reputation, he was defending Corrine-an outsider with no blood ties to them.

"Honestly, she did us a favor by leaving Bruce. If she hadn't, he'd be the biggest joke in town by now! Once this spreads, the Ashton name will be dragged through the mud!"

"Enough! Not another word!" Farris' cane struck the floor with a sharp crack. "I'm still very much alive, and the Ashton family is not yours to rule!"

His words cut through Tracy like a dagger, their sting burrowing deep into her chest.