All Chapters of When the War God Sheds His Apron: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"That poor girl…" Stanley sighed heavily, his expression somber. After a moment, he said, "The little girl didn't make it. The doctors couldn't save her.""This is unforgivable!" Neil exploded, slamming his fist on the table. "Tristan must have been completely devastated."Stanley composed himself before continuing. "Just yesterday, Tristan and Claire got divorced.""Good riddance!" Neil scoffed, his expression turning cold. "Someone that heartless and ungrateful doesn't deserve a place in his life."Stanley's expression turned serious. "I came across an obituary online earlier. It stated Gordon Grayson had died after a chronic illness, and Tristan is holding his funeral tomorrow."What I don't understand is how they could schedule Claire's engagement party for the same day as her grandfather's funeral.""What?" Neil froze, staring at Stanley in disbelief. "They're really holding the funeral and the engagement party on the same day? That's unbelievable!"Stanley could only shake

"This isn't the first time Tristan's pulled something like this," Claire said. "Last time, he told me Grandpa was sick and in the hospital. I rushed over, and there was nothing wrong with him."She added, "Now he's doing it again, except this time he's telling everyone Grandpa's dead. He's just trying to cause a scene and ruin my engagement party."Henry's face hardened as he stared at Tristan. "Tristan, whatever's going on between you and Claire is your business. But you're not going to use my dad's death to mess with us. Tell us where he is, right now, or you'll regret it."Miranda shot Jared a dirty look and complained, "Jared, you arrested him yesterday. Why the hell did you let him go? None of this would've happened if you'd kept him locked up."Jared opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Tristan's identity as the Alpha was classified. There was no way he could tell them.Tristan had said what he came to say. Whether they believed him was up to them, and he wasn't about to

The next morning, a drizzle fell across the city.Inside the funeral chapel at Ravelton Funeral Home, it was dim and quiet, with soft lighting casting a somber glow over everything.Gordon's body lay in the center of the room, surrounded by white lilies. His face looked calm and serene.Tristan stood beside Gordon's body, glancing at Gordon's face every now and then before looking toward the windows to see if Claire had arrived yet.Just then, a black sedan sped toward the funeral home and screeched to a stop in the small plaza outside the chapel.The doors flew open, and Henry and Jared nearly stumbled as they rushed inside. Their faces were twisted with guilt as they dropped to their knees in front of Gordon's body, tears streaming down their cheeks.Henry's hands shook as he slapped himself twice before breaking down in tears. "Dad, I'm a terrible son. You were gone, and I had no idea. I'm so sorry… I should've been there. I should've stayed by your side until the very end."

Miranda frowned, clearly confused. "Jared? What did he do to piss you off?"Claire clenched her jaw, furious. "He chose Tristan over me. He said he was at Grandpa's funeral, so he wasn't coming to my engagement party! Seriously? Even he's using Grandpa's funeral to screw up my day. How can he be so disrespectful?"Miranda let out a soft sigh and tried to calm her down. "Come on, Claire. Don't let this ruin your mood. Today is too important to let something like this get to you. The engagement party is about to start, and everyone's already here."Just then, Adrian walked over with a smile. He slipped an arm around Claire and lowered his voice. "Claire, don't be upset. Today is about us. You can't spend the whole day looking miserable. Come on. This is supposed to be a happy day."Claire nodded and took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. Then she managed a small smile.A moment later, she and Adrian walked arm in arm toward the banquet hall.As they entered, the emcee to

"But—" Adrian started to protest, but Claire cut him off."No buts. Go faster!"Adrian had no choice. He shifted into a higher gear and pushed the car harder.Red lights kept slowing them down. Adrian gritted his teeth and blew through every one, nearly sideswiping other cars several times.Everyone in the car was on edge, barely able to breathe as the tension kept building.Meanwhile, the service at the funeral home had already come to an end.A staff member quietly approached Tristan. "Mr. Mercer, the service is over. You can have a final moment with him before we take him to the crematorium."Tristan nodded. He walked over to Gordon's casket and stood there for a long moment, looking down at him."Grandpa, rest easy."Henry and Jared immediately dropped to their knees beside him. Tears streamed down their faces as they broke down sobbing.Tristan shook his head. If he didn't know what they were really like, he might have actually believed their grief was real.The others