Chapter 414
Chapter 414
Angela was stunned and looked at Dexter in astonishment. Then, she instinctively glanced at Joseph, who was seated at the
head of the table.
Joseph frowned, looking helpless.
"Dexter, what do you mean by that?" Ursula asked with a displeased expression, staring at him intently. Her gaze carried a hint
of provocation.
Joseph exclaimed impatiently, "Enough! Ursula, all of you should head back for now."
Ursula frowned, wanting to say something but ultimately holding back.
"Grandpa, Grandma, we'll be leaving first then." Mateo picked up his tablet and stood up, his expression calm and gentle.
white suit, radiating a unique warmth and elegance that suggested sophistication even without him needing to speak.
He was strong-willed and never compromised on the path his parents had arranged for him. If it weren't for Dexter being
naturally gifted in business leadership, Ursula would have undoubtedly pressured Mateo into competing with him.
At least for now, Angela hadn't noticed anything off about Mateo.
"Angela, I'll be waiting for you outside. I have something to tell you," Cecilia whispered to Angela before following Mateo out.
"Don't bother questioning what I've done, Angela Dexter owns the company, and he's my nephew. His assets are essentially
mine. He and I are real family. You only hold the title of his wife. What right do you have to take over that company? Felix gritted
his teeth and glared at Angela, his eyes filled with malice.
Dexter said disapprovingly, "Mind your words, Uncle Felix. She's my wife and
closest to me. You've indeed crossed the line sometimes."
"You... you..." Felix was utterly stunned, staring at Dexter in disbelief.
"Are you out of your mind? Have you forgotten how you treated her before? Now that she's risen, instead of cutting ties with her
immediately, you're still being this irrational You're lucky she hasn't stabbed you in the back yet. She'll never be on your side."
In a way, Felix had a remarkably clear perspective on things. He'd seen firsthand how Dexter had humiliated Angela in their own
home before, and that incident was still fresh in his memory.
"The past is behind us. I'll make up for my mistakes, and I won't let her get hurt again," Dexter declared, his tone tinged with
bitterness and regret.
It sounded more like a promise—almost like a vow. But as he spoke, he didn't look at her.
For some reason, he felt guilty and afraid. He dreaded the possibility that she might recall the past, let resentment take hold
again, and take back the promise she'd made the night before.
Felix scoffed coldly. "Who'd believe that? Would she? She's so ruthless. She's done plenty of vicious things. She's just getting
her revenge right now. Just wait; you'll see soon enough!"
Dexter chuckled. "I'm not afraid. Uncle Felix, starting today, you don't need to come back to the company. I'll arrange something
else for you. If you behave yourself, you'll always be my beloved uncle. But if you keep acting like before... I can just as easily
sever our connection."
Felix was furious. He found it absolutely absurd.