Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1920

That night, I told Enoch what happened.

He didn't come home every day. If it wasn't their anniversary, Annette wouldn't have gone to the market.

Enoch was furious. Without telling Annette, he took me back to the market and asked me to point out every man and woman who had bullied us.

The market folks lined up in rows, like lambs waiting for slaughter. They kept their heads down and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Why? Because they were poor. They had contracts with the market, each carrying huge rent debts.

They had no choice but to follow Enoch's orders. In fact, he didn't even need to be there.

The market manager gave the commands, and he didn't even have the clout to speak to Enoch directly.

I stood there, pointing out the ones who'd hurt Annette.

The people who'd been so cocky earlier acted like meek sheep. They groveled before Enoch. "We just heard rumors. We didn't know she was your wife."

Their tone was humble, but Enoch didn't even glance at them.

Catching his drift, the managers dragged those people out, beat them up, smashed their goods into the ground, and stomped them to bits.

That was all it took to push them to the edge of collapse.

I became his chosen heir. We both knew I was his only option.

"When you grow up, I'll hand everything over to you," Enoch said, patting my head.

At that point, we were standing at the gate of the Osborne Mansion. This place should have been our home, but Annette and I had never once been allowed inside.

I looked at my half-brother messing around inside. He was carefree, but I only felt resentment.

We were both Enoch's sons, but Randy's status was out in the open.