All Chapters of Second Marriage to the Billionaire: Ex-Husband Begs Me Not to Go: Chapter 531 - Chapter 540

William nearly dropped the phone. For a second, he thought he’d misheard his father.Did his father just say Wendy marrying Archer would be “the best of both worlds”?Best for who?For the Duncans? Hardly.His father really was out of his mind. A purebred fool.“Dad, have you lost it?” William exploded. “You honestly think your daughter’s some prize catch? Wendy’s vicious, selfish, paranoid, violent—what redeeming*qualities does she even have? Her only asset is a face that passes for pretty, and even then, in our family she’s the ugly one.”He was savage, each word sharper than the last. “And you expect the Duncans to marry trash? If anyone tried to shove her at me, I’d sooner throw myself off a roof than take her.”“William, you little bastard!” Wendy shrieked, thrashing in the back seat, wrists bound, face red with fury. “Let go of me and I’ll tear your throat out!”William’s jaw tightened. He bit back a curse, then hissed into the phone, “Mr. Patrick Luther, Do you hear this

Grace almost thought she’d misheard Patrick. For a second, she wondered if her ears were playing tricks on her—because surely, he hadn’t just suggested that her son divorce his wife and marry his daughter instead.What kind of insanity was that?Even if Grace didn’t like Aria, she could admit one thing: compared to Wendy Luther, Aria looked like a saint. Next to Wendy’s reputation, Aria came off as sweet, dependable, even endearing. Grace had never felt so fond of her daughter-in-law as she did in that moment.It took her a long breath before she forced a thin, polite smile. “Mr. Luther, I’m sorry—maybe I didn’t hear you correctly. Did you just say you want my son to divorce his wife?”“Yes,” Patrick said without a hint of shame. “That’s exactly what I mean.”Grace almost dropped the phone. Exactly what he means? Has this man completely lost his mind?And Patrick just kept going, his tone almost proud. “The Luthers and the Duncans are both elite families. Deep down, I believe

Like Grace, Robert wasn’t exactly close to his son Archer emotionally, but he was crystal clear on one thing: Archer was the heir to the Duncan family. Everyone in the family knew it.And Patrick wanted their heir to marry his lunatic daughter?Just the thought made Duncan’s stomach churn. If Wendy Luther ever set foot in their house as a wife, the Duncan empire—built over a hundred years—would go up in flames overnight.He took a slow sip of tea, trying to tamp down the fury. But remembering that Patrick had just insulted his wife? That snapped whatever patience he had left.Robert gave a low, cold laugh. “Patrick, what exactly are you playing at? Do you honestly think the Duncans are here to collect your family’s trash? I had to remind you, we’re not beneath you. So tell me—who do you think you’re scolding with this little phone call?”He didn’t hold back. “Your daughter has a crush on my son, so my son has to marry her? He’s already married, and you think he should just divorce

Wendy was already trembling, pale with fear.Wayne spared her a single glance, his eyes cool and detached. He stretched lazily, as if dealing with her was more of a nuisance than a task.“Bring her in. You too, Will.”William fell into step beside him.As they walked through the compound, every researcher they passed greeted Wayne respectfully as Professor Wayne. It was clear he ruled this place like a king—one word from him and everyone snapped to attention.A young soldier, clearly new, jogged up with a grin. He’d been assigned to Wayne’s security detail but didn’t know the nightmare he was standing next to.“Captain Moore, is this another blind date? Tell me it’s finally my turn! I’m so jealous of Deputy Zimmerman—he’s always on the phone bragging about how sweet and adorable his girlfriend is. Come on, Captain, I want a sweetheart too!”Wayne: “…”Seriously? Who the hell told these idiots Tanner was running a dating service?Wayne pinched the bridge of his nose. “You’re ne

Patrick never expected even the phone company’s system to crash from the spam attack.The timing was just too perfect.He’d barely finished cursing William, and suddenly his phone was vibrating nonstop with junk texts—so many it was obvious someone was targeting him on purpose.It didn’t take long to put the pieces together. This reeked of William. He’d probably gone running to Wayne, who hacked his phone out of spite.Patrick’s temples throbbed with rage. He wanted to call and tear into his son, but with the virus still flooding his line, the phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. What if he changed numbers, only for William to sic Wayne on that one too?How had he ended up raising these two ungrateful brats? Just the thought made his chest ache.Finally, he shut the phone off. Only then did the house fall blessedly quiet.That afternoon, he left the office early. When he stepped into the villa, his wife, Lila Blanco, was arranging flowers in the sitting room. She looked serene, wrapped