The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 233 To Tear Down The Ashton Family

"What?" Tracy's face drained of color, her voice barely a whisper.

Even Farris, who was usually a picture of control, couldn't hide the panic creeping into his expression.

Suddenly, a crushing weight settled over him-an overwhelming suffocation, as if his heart had faltered. His face drained of color, and he grimaced, clutching at his chest as if trying to hold himself together.

"The medicine!" Millard was the first to react, his voice urgent. He rushed to Farris, quickly pulling out a pill from his pocket and gently putting it in his mouth.

Millard rubbed Farris' back in slow, soothing motions, urging him to breathe.

The minutes stretched on endlessly, the tension thick in the air, until finally, Farris 'breathing steadied.

Yet, the ordeal had aged him in an instant-his body frail, his energy drained.

He leaned against the sofa, his voice a shadow of its usual strength, barely a whisper. "Call a press conference. We have to own up to our mistakes, accept whatever

consequences come.'

Bruce's gaze hardened, his eyes colder than ever, his jaw set like stone. "I understand,

Grandpa."

Corrine's actions had completely caught them off guard, and Bruce couldn't help but once again recall the chilling words she had spoken to him earlier. "Watch closely as I dedicate myself to returning the Ashton family to their humble beginnings."

His features darkened as the memory sank in. His face, usually so composed, was now a mask of cold fury.

It wasn't just an idle threat. Corrine meant every word.

She intended to tear down the Ashton family, piece by piece, with her own hands. His hands clenched into fists, the veins on the back of his hands standing out as he fought to hold back the fire burning within him.

After helping Farris back to his room, Tracy couldn't hold back her bitterness. "That cunning little bitch, Corrine! I never thought she'd undermine us like this."

"Enough," Millard sighed heavily, the weight of the moment sinking in. Turning to Bruce, he added, "Let's go to the company now,

company now, Bruce."

"Alright."

Now, even though the Ashton family was reluctant to lower their pride and admit their wrongs, they had no choice but to swallow their dignity.

Left alone in the house, Tracy's anger simmered, a searing fire raging within her chest, demanding an outlet.

Her hands trembled as she quickly gathered her things, determined to confront Corrine

and settle the score.

But just as she reached the front gate, a court summons was delivered to her.

Tracy's eyes scanned the text on the paper, her fingers shaking uncontrollably as her

breath caught in her throat.

Her knees buckled beneath her, and she collapsed to the ground, utterly unprepared for

the blow.

"Mrs. Ashton!" a maid cried out in alarm, rushing forward to help her to her feet. Tracy clung to the maid's hands, her voice tight with panic. "Hurry! Call Millard and

Bruce back!"

Bruce remained at the company to handle the crisis, but Millard rushed home. Upon seeing Tracy crying hysterically, he immediately sought answers.

"What happened?" he demanded, his gaze flickering to the maid, who quickly explained

the situation.

Normally, it took time for a lawsuit to progress to the point of a court summons.

But with Waldo Ford handling the case, it was hard to guarantee the court wouldn't expedite things.noveldrama

"Honey, what are we going to do?" Tracy's voice cracked with distress, her words Chapter 253 10 Tear Down The Ashton Family

choked by sobs. "Rita is so young; she's just a girl. If she ends up in prison, how will she

ever have a future? How will she get married?"

Millard's face darkened as he grasped the full weight of the situation.

It wasn't just Rita's reputation on the line-it was the entire Ashton family's legacy.

He sank into the sofa, the tension in his shoulders evident as he lit a cigarette. "Only the one who caused the mess can clean it up. We need to figure out how to make

Corrine drop the lawsuit."