Chapter 140 A Brutal Blow

• As Aidan walked off, carrying Linara in his arms, Seraphina called out mockingly, "Best of luck to you both. Let's see how long it takes before you're crawling back, begging for help." It was a brutal blow—each word striking with pinpoint accuracy, tearing at the very core. Enraged, Aidan hastened his steps, silently vowing never to set foot in the Whitewood family again. Linara, too weak to fight back, had no choice but to follow him passively. Moments later, the sound of a car engine roaring outside echoed through the house. Seraphina sneered in disdain, thinking he had some grit but soon realized it was all just empty bravado. She looked over at Oberon, her voice smooth yet firm. "If you wish to have him back, you'd better freeze all his bank accounts immediately."
• Oberon was seething, but deep down, his love for his son still outweighed his anger. "Seraphina, that was uncalled for," he said, irritation edging his tone. "Uncalled for?" She raised an eyebrow, unfazed. "That's generosity in comparison. The business world doesn't forgive weakness. Your son has no strategy, no wit, and can't even hold his temper. Can someone like that succeed in negotiations? He'll be devoured whole if he continues on like that." She shrugged, her calm demeanor unwavering. "Let him struggle now—it's a far better lesson than letting him learn the hard way later at the expense of the Whitewood Group." Her reasoning was unassailable, delivered with cold logic. He gave a brief nod before dialing his secretary, issuing instructions to freeze every account linked to Aidan without delay. Chloe watched, impressed by how easily she had maneuvered her calculating husband into submission.
• Aidan, along with Linara, arrived at their city villa, only to find it locked and unavailable. After making a few inquiries, he learned that the property had been sealed off. Fuming, he was left with no choice but to head for a hotel. Yet, his card was declined, and his wallet contained barely enough cash to cover the room. Though he had braced himself for hardship, the reality of being cornered with no way out only served to heighten his rage. Instead of regret, his feelings were now consumed by a burning hatred—for Oberon, Chloe, and above all, Seraphina. Ultimately, he had no other option but to take Linara to the hospital, seeking help from a friend to manage their desperate situation. The siblings were utterly destitute, their plight as miserable as it could get.