His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1139

Mason waved a dismissive hand, his gaze dark. “I don’t care about you kids and your romantic drama. All I want is for you to dilute the Abernathy Group’s shares as quickly as possible, swallow the company whole, and avenge my only sister—your mother!”

Chad’s face was pale, his expression turning grim. “It will be done. Crystal Ice is already circulating in Elmsworth with promising results. It’s only a matter of time before it spreads nationwide.”

“And speed up the clinical trials for the new drug! You know I’m not a patient man. I’ve given you my all to support you and get you where you are today. Don’t you dare disappoint me. Don’t you dare dishonor the Austin family name!”

“Yes, Uncle.”

Chad paused for a moment, then asked with a faint smile, “Uncle, once you have the Abernathy Group in your pocket and the new drug is successfully developed, will you finally become a member of the KING’S CLUB Round Table?”

The so-called “Round Table” was the highest echelon of the KING’S CLUB. To join its ranks was to stand at the absolute pinnacle of power, with influence that could move mountains and part seas.

Mason's card was the Ace of Diamonds, not Spades, but he was close. His impatience in pushing Chad to absorb the Abernathy Group was all about gaining leverage to secure his seat at that table.

A wild, ambitious glint flared in Mason’s eyes. “Of course. Supreme power is just one step away.”

“Congratulations in advance, then, Uncle.”

Chad’s eyes darkened, and he offered an uncharacteristically submissive smile. “Uncle, I have a request. Once I have full control of the Abernathy Group and the drug trials are a success… would you be willing to recommend me for a seat at the Round Table?”

After a few seconds of silence, Mason snorted, then burst into roaring laughter.

Chad watched coldly as the man doubled over, his eyes growing colder by the second, like a viper stalking its prey in the shadows.

“Chad, I saved you and gave you everything you have. You should be grateful, content!” Mason’s voice turned sinister, his words sharp. “Don’t get any ideas, and don’t ask for too much. Don’t be the snake that tries to swallow an elephant.”

After another tense silence, Chad narrowed his eyes. His voice was casual, but his gaze was like two gleaming daggers. “Uncle, what you said is true. But you also know how much I’ve accomplished for you over the years. The fact that you’re a free man today is because I planned every step, arranging your little disappearing act that allowed you to walk free…”

Before he could finish, Mason slammed his hand on the table and shot to his feet, pointing an angry finger at Chad’s composed face. “You little bastard! Are you threatening me?!”

Chad smiled. “Of course not. I’m just stating the facts.”

“Hah! You think holding a little leverage over me means you can just waltz up and steal the champagne from my table? Nephew, who doesn’t have a few skeletons in their closet?” Mason sneered, slowly sitting back down. “You remember that kidnapping, with you and Thaddeus? You know better than anyone who planned it, don’t you?”