Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO - Chapter 434

Chapter 434: Why did you die alone?
The news anchor’s voice rang clear over the stunned silence:

“In the shocking turn of events, Winslow Globals has finally made a dramatic comeback on the stock market —showing the fastest single-day recovery in company history. The company’s sudden and bold internal restructuring move has stunned the financial world.

Just this evening, CEO Aiden Winslow released a statement confirming the termination of over a dozen board members, the cancellation of prior supplier contracts, and the acquisition of new funding from top-tier global investors, including Venerett Consortium and Lothaire Holdings…”

“According to the internal sources, this move had been in the works for months. CEO Winslow had already finalized deals with resilient board executives, restructured the investment strategy, and re-established partnerships with more profitable and globally connected dealers and suppliers. Industry experts are calling this a ‘CEO masterstroke’ —s strategic elimination of internal rot, while all the time masquerading as a crisis.”

Dafydd’s fingers clenched, his knuckles turning white as he further tightened his grip on the arms of his chair.

His jaws ticked. His throat burned. His face flushed red with humiliation and rage as he stared at the television screen —watching another loss getting engraved with his name.

“Dad, this … didn’t you promise it would be different this time? How did we still end up defeated?” From the corner of the room, a young lad spoke up, frustration dripping from his tone.

But Dafydd didn’t speak. He couldn’t. The fury within him was too loud and the shame too bitter.

“What was previously speculated as a collapse has now been reframed as a calculated purge —a complete cleansing of what Mr. Winslow allegedly referred to as ‘pests within the house’ during the close-door meeting this evening.”

The boy’s voice rose again, now trembling with disbelief. He looked like he was on the brink of losing his sanity. “Dad, I am talking to you. Tell me … will I never be able to join the company and walk around with pride? Will I never get to be arrogant like your bast*rd son?!”

“Sources said that the CEO had never been drowning —he was simply busy clearing the debris, preparing for a more aggressive ascent …”

“Dad, how did I end up getting a useless father like you?! You can’t even give me a legitimate name! Or anything. You are pathetic. Absolutely—”

BANG!

A sharp crack split the air.

The glass of the television screen exploded and scattered across the floor, not just making the lad zip up his lips, but also silencing the voice of the anchor who had been singing praises for Aiden.

Dafydd had thrown the remote —straight at the television. His anger was palpable.

The boy flinched, instinctively stepping back. His breath caught up in his throat as he stared at his father losing his calm. He felt aggrieved, but he knew better than anyone that facing his father’s wrath would leave him alive.

Hence, he didn’t dare to continue. He just stood there, waiting for his father to regain his composure.

But little did he realize, this time the damage caused was so much that it wouldn’t be easy for Dafydd to regain his composure that easily. Especially, since he has seen himself succeeding so closely.

“What did you say?” Dafydd turned to look at the son. “I am useless and pathetic. I couldn’t give you anything. Then tell me whose money you have been spending all these years, Byrn? With whose money have you been living this lavish life? Did you go out and earn it on your own?”

“Dad, how can I earn?” Bryn asked, feeling accused wrongly.

But looking at him, Dafydd only scoffed. “You didn’t earn it, right? Then with what merit did you use that tone with me?”

“I —”

“I, what?” he snapped, barely able to contain his anger. “You think you can talk to me like that just because I dote you? Let me tell you, even if I dote on you, insult is never something I would accept. So, the next time, you talk —you better consider your tone and limits.”

Bryn gritted his teeth. He was also Dafydd’s son. How could he take this sitting quietly?

“Dad, I know I shouldn’t have spoken the way I did. But don’t you think, in a way, I said it right?”

“Byrn!!!’

“Don’t yell at me, Dad. I am no longer a kid whom you can scare or make fake promises to,” the young lad said. “Didn’t you say that you will make me get into the company? Let everyone recognize me as your son and the only heir to the family property and assets. Then how did you fail again? Is this the word you are always proud of?”

“Since I have promised to give it to you, Bryn, I will give it to you. Have some patience.”

“Patience!” Bryn scowled. “Haven’t I been patient for the last twenty-two years? I am your son, Dad. Yet except for that title I have nothing. The rest that I should have deserved is given to that kid of yours who doesn’t even consider you as his father. Do you think this is fair to me? Even being the love child, I am looked disdainfully … do you think it’s fair to me?”

He vented, and even though Dafydd was losing his cool, he couldn’t bring himself to retort his son.

This was indeed the son he recognized… yet over the years because of that brat —one he never wanted to exist in this world —his favourite child has to bear all the shame. How could he let him suffer like this?

“Bryn, believe your dad. you are the love child that I had with your mom, the only woman I recognized as my wife. I won’t let you suffer,” he tried to cajole him.

But Bryn only scoffed, “I told you, Dad. I am no longer a kid you can appease simply like that. I will only believe once you make it happen. Until then, I won’t show you my face.”

With that, he didn’t stay and walked out of the room.

Dafydd could only watch him go, gritting his teeth.

This all was happening because of Aiden. There is no way, he would accept a defeat like this …

“Morwenna, why did you die alone? You should have taken your seed with you.”