Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 216 Disown Him His eyes revealed a touch of madness, what he was thinking at that moment, perhaps only he himself knew.

He was already driven to his wit's end. Ever since he returned from his overseas trip, his phone had been ringing incessantly. Prior to his departure to Corleon, he had made a promise that he would bring back a significant amount of funds to fill the void. But now, he had nothing to show for it, and naturally, people were not pleased. From the outset, he had incurred massive losses due to reckless land purchases and spending habits. Then, the Fairchild family intervened, leading to repeated defeats. The chronic shortage of funds had forced him into the precarious partnership with Uriah. Now, he was left vulnerable, with incriminating evidence held by others, constantly suppressed by the Fairchilds.

One could argue that he was already ruined. Unless Harvey dipped into his own pockets to cover the shortfall, which was no small sum. Knowing Harvey's disposition, he was more likely to cut his losses, abandon the disgraced individual, and choose a new successor to start afresh.

Sure enough, Harvey's call cthrough.

"Dad?" "Don't callDad!" Harvey snapped, his tone dripping with disdain. "You promised you'd make money after heading to Corleon. But instead, you returned empty-handed and started avoiding me! And now you're planning to throw a party? It seems your mind isn't as sharp as it used to be. The Wolford family doesn't need an heir who isn't clear-headed. So, don't call'father' anymore. If you have nowhere else to go, you can still work as a manager in the company. I've already been more than fair to you, so don't accuseof being heartless." Sterling was taken aback for a moment, then scoffed. He sure knows how to sweet-talk his way through. He wants to kickaside, yet still findsuseful. He's keepingaround for further exploitation, squeezingdry, and even usingto pave the way for Quincy. His expression grew terribly gloomy, and his fingers gripping the phone had started to turn pale.

Now, he had contracted the K Virus, not knowing when his condition would deteriorate and lead to his death. Besides, Harvey was the one responsible for putting him in such a dire situation. At such a time, Harvey had the audacity to abandon him, to sever ties and pursue an unreliable and incapable woman. The humiliation was indeed timely! Suddenly, Sterling burst into laughter. He said, "Harvey... why don't you just drop dead?" Harvey had initially been waiting for Sterling to grovel, just as he had done in the past. However, upon hearing such words, his eyes widened in shock.

"Y-You dare speak tolike this..." "Why wouldn't I dare? All these years, I've been working like a dog for you, and this is how you repay me? Fine, if you won't letlive peacefully, then I'll make sure you have no lineage to carry on!" With that, Sterling forcefully hung up the phone! At that moment, his expression turned wild, frightening his butler, Keith, significantly. Under Keith's somewhat terrified gaze, Sterling made a phone call and uttered chilling words.

"It's me. The gis over now. Take Quincy, tie her up, and have your fun. Then, sendthe video. When I give the order to kill her, make sure it isn't too easy for her." After hanging up, Sterling stared blankly at Keith for a long while. The butler's legs trembled in fear. Realizing that Sterling was actually planning to harm Harvey's only daughter, Keith felt an overwhelming urge to expose the plot.

Just moments ago, he had heard Harvey's voice declaring Sterling was no longer the heir to the Wolford family. So, he...

"What's on your mind?" Sterling's voice was haunting. Although seated, he exuded a menacing aura, making Keith feel as though Sterling might pounce and shatter him into pieces at any moment.

"Were you... thinking of betraying me?" "No, no, no! I wouldn't dare! Mr. Wolford, I absolutely didn't have such thoughts!" Keith's heart skipped & beat as he practically blurted out the words, on the verge of kneeling. Sterling simply chuckled without a word, leaving a chilling silence hanging in the air, "Keep the meals warm; the banquet must go on. If they don't show up by noon, we'll switch it to a dinner party instead." The butler broke out in a cold sweat, dreading the possibility that no one might show up for the dinner party either.

Despite his worries, he swiftly agreed with a smooth reply and quickly backed away.

Sterling chuckled coldly. "So, you all want to driveto my death? Then none of you should live either!" After receiving the video of Quincy, he excitedly made a call to Yelena.

"Listen, there's something you need to do if you don't want your daughter to die..." Once he had finished the call, he felt much more at ease. However, at that moment, a friend from the police station phoned him.

"Mr. Wolford, didn't you strike a deal with Uriah a year ago?" The other party got straight to the point, their tone anxious.

A chill ran down Sterling's spine as he admitted outright. "Yes..." There was a long silence before his

friend said, "You need to run! I've heard that evidence of your arms smuggling and war profiteering has been submitted to the higher-ups. En. Anyone involved with Uriah right now is in deep trouble. It's better if you leave first, let your father clean up the mess, and lay low for a few years."

The color gradually drained from Sterling's face, his smile fading. The fading. The onslaught of bad news felt like the final straw that broke the camel's back, leaving him with a suffocating sensation. Would Harvey help him clean up the

mess? That was laughable. He could already picture it, once things went south, that scoundrel woula o m we conveniently forget all the benefits he'd reaped, push all the blonto him, and wash his hands clean of the whole affair.