The Divorced Heiress Is Entering a New Marriage

Chapter 0304

With this likeness, there was no question this man was Logan’s father.

When he spotted me, his eyes immediately narrowed. didn’t intend for you to bring your whore”

“Call her that again and I won’t care how much blood we share,” Logan said, voice dropping low. His hands curled into fists at his sides.

Logan’s father sighed. “Fine. But you are responsible for her. See that she doesn’t put her stain on anything.”

Logan took a threatening step toward his father. I touched his arm, stopping him.

“He’s drunk,” I told Logan. That didn’t make it better, exactly. I wasn’t too happy about being verbally abused. But at least it put things into perspective somewhat.

Logan looked at me a moment and seemed to calm somewhat. He then shot his glare back to his father.

“Tell me what you couldn’t say over the phone,” Logan said instead, though his tone was still low and

angry.

Logan’s father drank deeply from his glass.

Logan huffed a frustrated breath. “You said grandfather drove mother to insanity. Explain.”

Logan’s father lowered his glass. Shaking it around, he watched the liquid slosh in circles. “He cut us off.”

“Surely you had some money in savings,” Logan said.

“Spent it,” Logan’s father said. “Even the servants, I can only afford them for another month.”

“So get a job,” Logan snapped. “You’ve been living off grandfather for forever. You have a degree, Father. Use it.” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Logan’s father seemed to ignore him. “Senior said it was your fault, Logan. He said that if you had just done as he directed, then none of this would have had to happen. We had to fire our chef. I canceled my golf lessons. Everyone but the butler and the head housekeeper walked out.”

Maybe if he had treated people better, they might have stayed.

“He wanted me to divorce my wife,” Logan said.

“So divorce her,” Logan’s father said. “Women are a dime a dozen. You can have plenty on the side. But you marry who Senior says you marry. That’s how things are always done.”

“Is that what you did?” Logan asked.

“You think your mother was my first choice?” Logan’s father asked. He laughed, which seemed extral unkind given the mother’s medical state. “I can barely stand the sight of her. Sure, we bonded well enough over the years, but it was never love. Still the poor woman deserved better than the nuthouse.”

“Don’t call it that,” Logan snapped.

Logan’s father shrugged, like it didn’t matter much to him. He refocused when he started to speak again.

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“You are being selfish, Logan. What makes you think you are entitled to something none of the rest of us have been allowed to have? Fall back in line, drop this whore, and make right with your grandfather.”

“So you will get your money back?” Logan asked.

“So things will return to normal. The money will come back, sure, but it’s the lifestyle I deserve. I’ve earned it, being my father’s perfect little soldier year after year.”

“You’ve been a leech,” Logan said.

“I never once stepped out of line, Logan. I didn’t ruin my parents and send my mother to the mental

institution.”

Logan’s father stepped forward, coming closer to us. His gaze slithered over me. It took everything inside of me not to visibly show my repulsion.

“I can see why you’d like this one, son, but it’s time to do the right thing.” Logan’s father turned his gaze to Logan. “Get a divorce, and let’s have everything go back to normal, huh?”