My Husband Is a Million Years Old Vampire-Chapter 173

Then Liam’s father stood up slowly, his presence filling the room like a shadow.

"It means our main investment support has been pulled. It means our name will stop ringing where it matters. It means our worth has dropped, and any small mistake from this point, we will fall completely. We’ll hit rock bottom—all because of him."

He didn’t raise his voice, but the weight of every word made it worse than yelling.

He looked at Liam, then back at Maria and Chloe. "So before any of you ask more questions, just know this—if you’re wondering how serious this is... it’s bigger than any of you can imagine."

At that moment Chloe couldn’t hide her disappointment anymore.

"Did all of this happen because of that get together I told you not to attend."

At that moment Liam’s father slowly lifted his head, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Maria. "What did you just say?" he asked, his voice low, almost dangerous.

Maria shifted uncomfortably, glancing at Chloe for support before continuing.

"It was... a get-together," she said hesitantly. "For Liam’s classmates. Old friends from school. Chloe and one of her friend Avery were the ones who helped organize it... and Valentina—my stepdaughter—she was invited too. She came with her husband."

The silence that followed was chilling.

"You’re telling me," Liam’s father said slowly, his voice now laced with fury, "that all of this... the downfall we’re facing, the suspension from GSK, the contracts slipping through our fingers—is because of some get-together?"

Maria tried to explain further, but he cut her off.

"You dragged our family into a battlefield you didn’t understand! A gathering of powerful families and enemies and you treated it like a reunion party?" fгeewebnovёl.com

He began pacing the room, each step heavy with barely restrained rage. "And Valentina was there..." he muttered, piecing it together. "Of course. If she was there, and all of this chaos followed—then someone crossed the wrong line. GSK doesn’t move unless something big happens. Someone powerful was there. Someone Liam pissed off."

He turned sharply toward Maria. "And you let him go. You let him walk straight into a storm while you and Chloe stood on the sidelines clapping."

Maria opened her mouth to say something, anything—but there was nothing she could offer that would soften what had already been set in motion.

Liam’s father’s voice thundered across the hospital room, echoing off the walls like an explosion that had been waiting too long to go off.

"You had every chance in this world, Liam!" he shouted, his face red, the veins on his neck pulsing. "Every damn chance! And you decided to offend someone connected to GSK? GSK, Liam? Do you even know what that means?!"

At that moment Liam sat still, his head bowed, not uttering a word. His hands were clenched tightly on his knees, knuckles pale. But his father wasn’t done.

"I put a roof over your head, gave you everything! And you repay me by throwing it all away because of some foolish rivalry? Because of pride? Because you couldn’t stand that girl moving on?" He threw his hand in the air in frustration, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. "You have destroyed everything I built with your own hands. Do you know how hard it was for me to get us that deep with GSK?"

Maria remained frozen, unsure what to say. But Chloe—Chloe could only stare blankly at the floor. Her lips parted as if to say something, but no words came, she was just to shock to hear Laim father say those words, about Laim not moving on. She had seen it herself—Valentina’s quiet rise. And she went it would cause some problems.

However she didn’t see this... this punishment wasn’t random.

But still, it didn’t make sense. She looked up slowly at Liam. Could it really be Valentina? Was this her doing? Or was it that man beside her... Raymond?

No... Chloe shook her head, almost involuntarily. She couldn’t believe Raymond had that kind of power. He didn’t even look the part. Something was off. Something had to be terribly wrong.

And now, Liam’s family stood at the brink of ruin—GSK had not only suspended them but placed them under scrutiny. No deals. No funding. Just silence. And if that silence lasted more than a year... she feared what the end might look like.

She stood there, quiet... anxious... asking herself the question no one had yet dared to speak aloud.

’What exactly did they get themselves into?’

At that moment Liam finally raised his head. His voice was low, not defensive—just tired.

"It wasn’t Raymond," he said quietly. "It wasn’t Valentina either. They didn’t do anything."

Everyone in the room froze. Maria turned toward him slowly, and Chloe blinked in disbelief.

Liam let out a breath he had been holding. "They were not the ones behind it. I just stood there... trying to prove a point, trying to shame someone who didn’t even care. And while I was standing there playing the fool, some of our so-called classmates were smashing things—breaking chairs, flipping bottles like they owned the place."

His father narrowed his eyes. "What are you saying?"

"I’m saying the restaurant we were in... belonged to GSK."

The weight of that sentence sank the room into silence again.

"They didn’t care who threw the bottle or who flipped the table. They judged based on presence. And I was there. But I said nothing. I tried to laugh along like it wasn’t serious. That’s why I was punished."

He looked up slowly, shame pooling in his eyes.

"And what I got... isn’t even close to what the others are about to face."

Hearing what Liam just said, his father was slightly pacified, but the frustration didn’t leave his face. He shook his head, rubbing his temple, still fuming but trying to breathe.

Maria, with a scoff and a folded arm, leaned forward and said, "I knew it. I said it. Valentina can’t pull off something like this. She doesn’t have that kind of reach. And that man she calls her husband? Please, he doesn’t even look like someone who could manage a contract, let alone pull strings at GSK."

She rolled her eyes.

"This whole thing was just a misunderstanding. It’s clearly because of the idiots who started breaking chairs. That’s all. Nothing more."