After Divorce: Remarried to a Tycoon with Twin Babies-Chapter 63: The Scumbag Husband Lashed Until Skin and Flesh Were Torn Apart!

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: The Scumbag Husband Lashed Until Skin and Flesh Were Torn Apart!

"What!?" Old Madam Grant was so shocked she nearly dropped her phone.

Her hands trembled slightly, causing Mrs. Archer, who was standing nearby, to feel a surge of worry.

"Madam, please take care of your health."

Old Madam Grant quickly waved her hand, signaling Mrs. Archer to leave.

Mrs. Archer hesitated but eventually left the room.

Seeing Mrs. Archer come out, Theodore felt a jolt of surprise in his heart.

Mrs. Archer was his mother’s trusted confidant; she could hear things even he couldn’t. Why was she sent out this time?

What kind of call would make his mother so cautious and wary?

Inside the room, Old Madam Grant couldn’t help but let out a low growl: "What on earth are you doing!?"

"Back then, I not only helped you win the competition but also gave you a sum of money! I wanted you to keep your mouth shut and let this matter rot in your stomach, yet this issue still got leaked from your side."

"Jordan Vance, I’m warning you, if you expose me in this matter, I won’t let you off easily!"

Jordan Vance knew that this Old Madam had some ruthless methods in her youth.

Therefore, he dared not completely offend her and quickly said, "Old Madam, I’m also being wronged here. How was I supposed to know someone would investigate me behind my back?"

"Now, not only has this matter brought Fiona Rhodes back to the country, but with even the slightest misstep, I could ruin my own reputation. I’m more anxious about it than you are."

Old Madam Grant struggled to stand up from her wheelchair.

She grabbed the cane next to her and shakily walked into the room.

"Investigate you? Can’t you be more careful? Who did you offend that they would investigate you and find me?"

Jordan Vance: "This... I suspect someone is standing up for this W."

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Grant felt a heavy thud in her heart!

Her face gradually turned pale.

"Who... do you have any leads?"

Jordan Vance: "I wouldn’t be calling you if I had any leads."

"Old Madam Grant, we’re in this together."

"You were the one who approached me back then, saying you could help me push W out of the art scene. Now that the matter is about to be exposed, you have to help me!"

"Otherwise, my school will be implicated, and your reputation will also be affected, right?"

Old Madam Grant rubbed her furrowed brow without saying a word.

Jordan Vance felt truly nervous, his voice trembling slightly: "Old Madam, last night at the banquet, your grandson punched me for his wife. Upon hearing he was from the Grant Family, I didn’t humiliate him in public."

"If you don’t help me, I might reveal our relationship with the Grant Family in public next time..."

By this point, Old Madam Grant was visibly impatient.

"What do you want me to do!?"

Jordan Vance quickly suggested: "Your Grant Family has considerable influence in Ardis. Isn’t it easy for you to find out who’s backing W?"

"Also, if you just destroy the painting from back then... even if they know about this matter, without evidence, they can’t link it to you."

"Wouldn’t that leave us untouchable?"

"Old Madam Grant, it all depends on you now."

Old Madam Grant angrily hung up the phone and even threw her phone.

However, after calming down, she realized Jordan Vance’s proposal wasn’t without sense.

Now, there were only these two paths to take!

With that thought, Old Madam Grant immediately called Mrs. Archer back.

"Mrs. Archer, open the safe!"

Old Madam Grant’s safe was hidden behind a traditional painting on the wall.

Once opened, besides some valuable jewelry, it contained quite a few gold bars.

Old Madam Grant instructed Mrs. Archer to take down the painting on top.

"Go, fetch a brazier!"

Mrs. Archer looked surprised: "Madam, are you... are you planning to burn this painting?"

This painting must be worth millions, right?

Old Madam Grant was dissatisfied with Mrs. Archer’s attitude: "Who are you to question my decision?"

Mrs. Archer immediately lowered her head: "I’ll get it right away."

But just as Mrs. Archer stepped out, she ran into Uncle Denton, the butler, who was rushing in.

"Madam, something’s happened!"

"It’s the master, he wants to kill the young master—"

"You must go see, or it will really turn into a disaster!"

Old Madam Grant felt a blackness before her eyes, almost losing consciousness: "What did you say—?"

"Austin has returned already?"

Uncle Denton, the butler: "The young master came back on his own."

"Our people left just as they ran into the young master’s car."

"Madam, the young master wasn’t supposed to come back. He knows how to return home—"

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Grant’s heart ached even more: "Quick—quick—"

Mrs. Archer hurriedly supported Old Madam Grant, extremely anxious: "Madam, please don’t worry!"

Old Madam Grant could no longer care about anything else, "Quick, take me to the front to see!!"

By the time Old Madam Grant was hastily pushed to the front yard, Theodore had already flogged Austin severely with a whip.

His expensive suit was torn, covered in blood marks, with some parts already deeply wounded.

Austin knelt on the ground without making a sound, his hand propped on the ground, clearly on the verge of collapse.

Old Madam Grant urgently shouted: "Stop—"

"What are you doing?"

"Are you trying to kill your son?"

"You only have one son, if you injure or disable him, who will you hand the entire Grant Family over to?"

"Can’t you talk things through, must it escalate to a point of no return?"

As she spoke, Old Madam Grant snatched the whip from Theodore’s hand.

Then instructed someone to help Austin stand up.

Theodore roared in anger: "Don’t help him!"

"This ungrateful son, Mom, do you know what he’s done?"

"Yesterday, that Zoe Monroe staged a jumping-off-the-building scene! And someone recorded the video with ill intent."

"Although I haven’t figured out why these videos haven’t spread online, someone privately sent me the news, telling me to advise my son not to cause such trouble again, or else the entire Grant Family will be ruined by his hands in the future!"

"Not only that, but he also went to some party last night..."

Old Madam Grant: "I know."

"I know all about it!"

Theodore Grant looked up at his mother with an incredulous expression: "So, Mom... was it you?"

"Was it you who covered up this scandal for him?"

Old Madam Grant nodded: "What else can I do?"

"Let this family truly fall apart, let Vivian see his good deeds again?"

"Besides, didn’t Austin take Vivian to the party last night? They are both progressing in a better direction, how can I just watch them get into a conflict over this little thing?"

"Moreover, Austin can’t watch a living person really die in front of him. As long as he can clear things up with that Zoe Monroe afterward, it isn’t that big of a deal."

"It’s just spending some money, if it can smooth over these matters, what does it amount to?"

Listening to this, Theodore’s temple began to throb uncontrollably.

But he also heard something else in his mother’s words: "Vivian?"

"Mom, are you saying Vivian was with him last night?"

Old Madam Grant: "Yes. Someone just called me and said they saw Austin and his wife attending the party together last night."

"Austin, why didn’t Vivian come back with you?"

Austin Grant looked shocked and weakly shook his head, "Grandma, I wasn’t with Vivian."

"Could you tell me what’s with Vivian?"

"Isn’t Vivian... isn’t she at home?"

Old Madam Grant also looked shocked: "What?"

She just realized, "Wasn’t Vivian with you? Then who was it?"

Austin lowered his head awkwardly and explained: "Last night... it was a masked party."

So someone mistook the person, it was a misunderstanding.

Old Madam Grant then understood: "Zoe Monroe... was it her again, wasn’t it?"

"You’ve got yourself into a complete mess!"

"Do you know that Vivian is missing?"

"Do you know your mom set fire to the attic yesterday, almost burning down the entire main house?"

"Your mom ran out and caused trouble at the Spencer Family."

"Your sister cracked open the head of your childhood pal, Liam Spencer, did you know?"

"You still went to attend some masked party with a lowlife!"

"Not to mention beating someone up, you even dared to mention the Grant Family’s name."

"Austin, you’re confused!"

"I can’t help but doubt if your father was right, can someone so selfish and arrogant really take over the entire Grant Family?"

Old Madam Grant’s series of questions left Austin staggering backward.

His mind was already in chaos, followed by a buzzing in his ears.

It took Austin several seconds to finally react.

"How... how could it be..."

Theodore couldn’t take it anymore and raised his hand for another slap.

"You bastard!"

"When this family faces a crisis, you’re lost in that gentle comfort."

"I could really kill you—"

Old Madam Grant raised her hand with all her might to strongly push Theodore away again.

"Enough!"

"Is this the right time to talk about this? You want me to die without peace?"

After yelling, Old Madam Grant’s body began to shake violently.

Anxious, Mrs. Archer immediately rushed forward and shouted: "Old Madam! Old Madam, don’t scare me—"

Theodore also turned pale, unable to advance before Austin rushed to Old Madam Grant’s side.

"Grandma!"

"Grandma?"

"It’s all the grandson’s fault, I’m sorry..."

"But Dad, haven’t you done ridiculous things for love back then?"

"Don’t think I don’t know, you almost divorced Mom for that woman—"

Theodore was shocked as he stared at his son glaring at him with resentment.

At that moment, he realized that the incident had sowed such seeds and disaster in his young heart!

Seeing his mother couldn’t endure any more blows, Theodore held back his emotions and refrained from further confrontations with his son.

When Dr. Archer came to check, he confirmed that Old Madam Grant’s condition was worsening.

"Formerly, Old Madam probably had three to six months left..."

"But recently, the emotional impact has been too great, she might not even last three months."

"Sir, young master. You should try to keep her in a good mood and not worry about those unimportant matters."

"This way, she can live a little longer."

"At the end, she can suffer less."

After saying this, Dr. Archer shook his head and went downstairs to dispense medication.

Theodore looked at his mother’s lifeless face on the bed, unable to accept it as he stepped backward out of the room.

Just before leaving, however, he suddenly turned back with a cold and complex gaze at Austin and uttered an incoherent sentence: "You two have forced me."

Austin felt a heavy "thud" in his heart!

He hurriedly stepped after his father: "Dad!"

Yet, Theodore strode away without looking back, answering a phone call: "Arrange for the second young master to return home."

"The Grant Family cannot have only one heir!"