No Divorce? The Billionaire's Love Chase! novel Chapter 342

Sewell's voice was a low growl. "You think you can just come and go as you please? What do you take the Ferguson family for?"

Before he could finish, Oliver Grant pushed Cyrus Grant slowly into the living room.

The Fergusons' expressions shifted as they saw Cyrus.

Cyrus sat languidly in his wheelchair, dressed in a black suit with a white, deep V-neck shirt. He casually toyed with a metal lighter in his hand.

"Mr. Cyrus."

Claudia pulled her parents behind Cyrus for protection.

Cyrus patted Claudia's arm reassuringly.

His narrow eyes swept over the people in the room before settling on Sewell.

"Rumor has it that the Ferguson family is the head of the eight great families in Capital City," Cyrus said. "I didn't expect you to be so rude to your own in-laws."

Sewell's face was cold as he corrected him. "Cyrus, this is a Ferguson family matter. You're overstepping your bounds."

Cyrus's smile was wild and arrogant. "President Ferguson, you're mistaken. Dr. Watkins is my personal physician. Ensuring the Watkins family's safety is a matter of my own self-interest."

Old Mr. Ferguson's murky eyes flashed with a vicious light. "Even so, Mr. Cyrus, you have no right to take people from my home."

Cyrus raised an eyebrow. "Fine, I don't have to take them. I'll just stay here with them."

York stood up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Claudia.

"Grandfather, let Claudia go home with her parents to rest," he said. "Whatever it is, direct it at me."

Before York finished, Wendy interjected, "At the end of the day, Mr. Cyrus is York's uncle. He's not exactly a stranger. It's not unheard of for elders to intervene in the younger generation's conflicts."

Wendy threw a paternity test report in front of York. "To hide a bastard child, you'd even lie to your parents and your grandfather. You're courting death!"

"Grandfather, Mom, Dad, Ann's son is not mine," York stated plainly.

"You bastard!"

The old man swung his cane, striking York on the head hard enough to draw blood. York stood his ground, not flinching.

"During college, Ann saved my life once," York explained. "When we were dating, Grandfather, you went behind my back and forced her to go abroad and marry someone else. She took the sixty-million-dollar check, but she never spent a dime of it. She was abused by her husband for years and was raped before she was forced to have that child. It was her nightmare."

He continued, "She had nowhere else to go, so she came back, hoping I could help her hide the shame of the last six years and start over. She was afraid you would send her abroad again, force her to marry again. So she begged me to claim the child as my own, to hide his true parentage as a precaution."

"I admit I handled this badly, and I regret agreeing to it," York said. "But what's done is done. I will bear all the consequences myself."