My Second Husband novel Chapter 182

Strictly speaking, Christopher was the most important and rightful person in the family.

His mother was Old Master Gellert's first wife. When Master Gellert was in his worst shape, she followed him and stayed by his side without hesitation.

She was the one who built up the foundation bricks of their family business with Master Gellert. To help his father, his mother was willing to give up on her pregnancy and sacrifice her baby for the business.

Later on, when everything finally got steadier after years and years of hard work, she found that she was pregnant again. The blessing of another child made her jump with joy. Alas, when she wanted to tell Master Gellert the good news, he showed up in front of her with another woman and a child.

The child was Christopher's oldest brother, an illegitimate child who was older than him.

Due to the immense sadness, his mother could not bear the heavy blow and slipped into depression during her pregnancy. As soon gave birth to him, she sadly passed away.

Then, his father's mistress came in with the child and became his second wife. Christopher, his legitimate son, suddenly became the most hated person in the whole family.

Especially after that woman died of illness, Anthony Gellert found an excuse and blamed everything on Christopher. He said that the woman died because of Christopher, who drove the woman mad.

From then on, Christopher's time at home was always dark and miserable.

Christopher sneered. After so many years, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

When Christopher let go of his hand, Anthony gritted his teeth, but soon he caught up with him. "Christopher, I've seen your award-winning work in Italy. It's really good. Why don't you tell me all about it?"

Christopher turned back and replied faintly, "Anthony, did I hear you correctly? Weren't you always disrespectful towards designers? I remembered you saying that only incompetent people would sit there and draw pictures all day long."

Anthony's expression froze and he hurriedly shook his head. "No, when did I say that?"

How could Anthony admit it? He had searched high and low all over the country for a designer to salvage the unfinished building of their business. The unfinished building looked even more miserable than the one Christopher saw a few years ago.

Since someone had died in the building before, Christopher finally transformed that one into a warehouse.

However, in terms of the unfinished building which Anthony should deal with, its location was not good, so it was mainly for community use and could not be renovated. The designers whom he had hired either advised him to leave everything as it was or asked him to demolish the entire building and build it again from scratch.

How could Anthony do that? He had invested more than a billion dollars in it. If he were to bear the losses, how could he still manage to gain a foothold in the company?

"Anthony, you must be so busy that you're starting to be forgetful. If that's the case, then I have nothing to say."

As Christopher spoke, he pulled Eudora along with him and headed outside. Anthony suddenly became anxious. "Christopher, do you have to be so aggressive?"

Christopher acted dumb and asked in return, "Anthony, am I?"

Anthony pursed his lips and felt a chill in his heart. He had to say, "It's my fault. I was just worried about you in the past. I was afraid that you would be addicted to designing all day long and ruin your bright future, that's why I said..."

"Oh! So you admit it now?"

The designers invited by Anthony were all big shots in the industry. When they heard this, their expressions turned bad.

Anthony was good at pretending to be nice in front of them, but how would they know what he had said about them behind their backs?

For a moment, the atmosphere was very awkward. Then, a few esteemed designers came forward and said, "Mr. Gellert, I just remembered that I have some matters to attend to. If you don't mind, I'll be leaving now." Seeing this, the rest of them followed suit and also began to leave.

Anthony was dumbfounded as he thought to himself. "Are designers all so sensitive?"

His assistant next to him said hurriedly, "President Gellert, they are all gone. What should we do?"

"Let them leave. What's the use of a bunch of useless id*ots who couldn't even come up with a plan?"

The assistant suddenly turned silent and did not dare to speak.