Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 659

The news exploded across all major online platforms. Evander's disheveled yet unflappably composed demeanor went viral, garnering a wide range of reactions online.

【Are all rich people this cool-headed? He didn't even curse anyone out on the spot?】

【I have to say, his self-control is on another level. If that were me, I'd look like a drowned rat.】

【What kind of siren is his ex-wife? How did she turn a powerful tycoon into such a love-struck fool?】

【See? This is what happens when you let your heart rule your head!】

【Disloyalty to your family is a cardinal sin. I don't care how handsome he is; it's a hard no from me! I have no idea how a guy like that runs a corporation. Money must be easy to make! Someone should investigate him.】

Meanwhile, at an equestrian club on the outskirts of the capital, Mr. and Mrs. Jensen were clinking glasses with Victor. The television was broadcasting the day's top story.

"I never thought Mr. Howard would be so ruthless toward his own nephew," Victor remarked, turning to Jensen.

Jensen idly traced the rim of his crystal glass, a cool, unreadable smile on his face. "If I go easy on him, he won't hesitate to crush us."

Ilse, seated beside him, added, "Evander is just too stubborn and fails to see the bigger picture. He thinks he can control everything. It's time he learned a hard lesson to wake him up. Besides, this is how the business world works. The winner takes the throne, and the loser belongs in the mud."

Victor raised his glass in a mock toast. "But you mentioned his Achilles' heel... his ex-wife, was it?"

Ilse looked baffled. "Another woman? Besides Charlotte, what other woman could Evander possibly have?"

"He doesn't have one," Jensen retorted. "But that doesn't mean we can't give him one."

The insinuation silenced Ilse. Fabricating a story... even if it was fake, it didn't mean it couldn't be made real.

Victor burst into hearty laughter. This time, he was the one to initiate a toast with Jensen. "It seems you've been playing the fool all these years, Mr. Howard. Even the Jensen matriarch misjudged you! Once Evander is truly out of the picture, I'll be counting on your support."

Jensen raised his glass, and the crisp clink echoed through the quiet lounge. "Of course. To our mutual success."