His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire? novel Chapter 76

Geez! Emeric's words were just unbearable. What kind of father cursed his own son to die?

"Really, is that necessary?"

Elvis squinted at his father, raising an eyebrow slightly. "I'm sure I need to take good care of myself for your sake. Otherwise, when your critical illness notice comes in the future and a decision needs to be made by the family, I'm afraid my brothers won't have the guts. So, you'll have to rely on your obedient son, me."

"You dare to decide my life and death! I'll teach you a lesson!"

Emeric blew his top, shouting for the butler to punish him while wishing he could take off his handmade leather shoes and throw them at Elvis' smirking face!

Cassius and Arnold had a hard time calming him down. Suri and Aviana also tried to soothe him, but they couldn't quench Emeric's rage.

Suddenly, a gentle as water voice came weakly.

"Um, the food is ready; shall we eat?"

The noisy crowd went silent, and all heads turned.

Myra, slender in her apron, holding a spatula in her hand, her delicate skin glowing, looked at everyone with a puzzled face.

Gurgle. Emeric's belly timely rumbled.

"Eat, eat! Only with a full belly will I have the energy to teach you a lesson!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and accompanied Emeric to the dining room.

"Elvis, your joke just now was a bit too much. Dad is a broad-minded man, but you shouldn't say things like that." Cassius spoke seriously to Elvis.

"Who told you I was joking? I was very serious." Elvis raised an eyebrow.

"Elvis." Cassius' face suddenly changed; his eyes were cold as if a chilling wind had swept through.

"Humph, why are you angry? He was the one who cursed me first; I was just responding. Okay, let's not talk about it. Don't look at me like that; I'll have nightmares."

Elvis took a cold breath and immediately became obedient, mumbling and walking towards the dining room.

Cassius's gaze softened again, helplessly sighing and following after him.

"Ah, only Cassius can keep Elvis in check; one look of warning, and Elvis immediately becomes as docile as a bird."

Arnold tried to imitate Cassius, furrowing his brows and straining his eyes. "I guess I need to learn Cassius' deadly glare; see if Elvis dares to defy me!"

Evadne looked at him with disdain and said, "Stop trying; your eyes are going wonky."

Tonight, Emeric was in an exceptionally good mood, drinking and glowing with a red face, one glass after another. Suri had tried to stop him several times but to no avail.

Although at the dinner table, father and son at the opposite ends of the table had no communication, everyone could see that Emeric was genuinely touched that Elvis could come to visit him. He often glanced at Elvis when others weren't paying attention, as if the person sitting there was someone he deeply cared about.

Elvis keenly sensed this deep gaze but always avoided it.

The old man's heart inevitably felt a bit lost.

Evadne was very sensitive, able to catch every subtle change, which made her a bit uneasy.

She clearly knew that Elvis' pain had not been relieved; he still resented Emeric for not being able to love only their mother.

The Ashbourne family's business was huge, with a huge wealth. A billion-dollar fortune, even if divided among their eight siblings, or even if they added eight more children, would still not run out.

Emeric, as the helmsman of the family business, was gracious and charming, very much a man of honor. In his youth, he was nearly assassinated several times but always narrowly escaped, and in his middle age, he created many miracles in the business world.

Such a man could be said to be almost perfect; his only flaw was that he was too romantic.

No one was perfect; really, no one was perfect.

Evadne, like Elvis when she was a child, cried, made a fuss, hated, and resented, but now she had almost let it all go.

Because she knew these were unchangeable, inseparable, and unputdownable.

Evadne did not expect Elvis to forgive Emeric, nor would she make excuses for her father. She just hoped that Elvis could let go of all this, stop being sad, and gradually emerge from the shadow of his original family.

When the meal was almost over, Elvis burped contentedly.

"Honestly, that woman's cooking skills are really good; I ate three big plates tonight; my exercise volume will have to increase tomorrow."

"Elvis, don't always talk like this; Myra is also helpless." Evadne spoke with a complex look in her eyes.

"No matter how helpless she was before, after being with Emeric, she became arrogant, becoming Emeric's wife. How nice." Elvis squinted his eyes, his tone cold. "Evadne, shouldn't our mother be the most pitiful? When this big family is happy, when Emeric sleeps with this wife today and that wife tomorrow, does he remember his wife in his heart?"