The Rise Of Richard Bentley

d forward, greeting her

ternoon,

fered him a warm smile. "Alex, dear

cold. "I'm so sorry you had to witness this trash bag's

h disdain. "Our little slave wants a divorce?" On

htly as their mother took

gether, all traces of humor gone

ying on her lips. But her focus quickly shifted back to Richar

steady. "I want a divorce," he repeated, more firmly th

say next. Richard squared his shoulders, his resolve unshaken. "I'd ra

fore she could utter a word, Katherine lifted he

ation simmering in Linda as she was forced into silence. The room was char

yes gleaming with anticipation, eager for the inevitable clash between Richard and her m

moment longer, as if weighing her next move. Th

t to bore our esteemed Alex with all this... domestic nonsense," she

fident smile. "Why don't you come with me, Linda? We can head to my ex

lf amusement, before turning on her heel. She looped her arm thr

, Mother," Linda cal

hem leave. The door closed behind them, and

sting a disinterested glance at Richard. "It's been a while since we beat some sense into this

sdain as he looked over at his brother

he leaned back in his chair. "I do enjoy it when w

f the idea of physically tormenting Richard was nothing more than a casual p

f their cruelty bearing down on him, but he kept his ey

's voice cut through the room, sharp a

ed bewildered glances, clearly not expecting this reaction. Even Richa

ad never called him by his name-not once. Hearing it no

n, asked, his confusion evident. He glanced from his

ng Richard. There was something unreadable in her eyes, and f

one suddenly softer, almost gentle. "We haven't been good to you, t

e sudden change in Katherine's demeanor. He didn't trust it-this family had

waiting to see where this u

s card. She held it out to Richard, her eyes fixed on him. "Let

o say. The idea of Katherine help

teady. "It's a booming company. Tell them Katherine s

as this some sort of manipulation, or had Katherine truly decided t

their expressions a mix of shock and confusion. Th

and, his fingers brushing against the smooth surface. The g

forcing the words out

hifting back to its usual authority, cu

rried out of the mansion, the heavy door closing beh

ce. "Mother? I don't underst

"He doesn't deserve this, Mother! You'

iosity piqued. "We need

children, her demeanor shifting. "The best way to permanently deal wit

at scumbag," she continued, her voice rising with anger,

are. "The humiliations he's about to face are no

ous smile, his eyes gleaming with

excitement. They were ready to see Richard squirm, and Kather