My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - Chapter 245

Chapter 245: The nasty plan Chapter 245: The nasty plan Lydia took a long drag, her eyes distant as she gazed at the murky wetland.

“I won’t stop until justice is served.” Ethan scoffed bitterly.

“Justice?

This isn’t justice.

It’s obsession.

Thomas didn’t kill your brother; it was a tragic accident.

And frankly, I think the real target wasn’t even the Brooks couple.

Someone wanted Thomas Williams dead, but unfortunately, the wrong people got into his car.” He narrowed his eyes as he studied her to see if there was any change in her expression.

But she remained as impassive as a statue, the smoke curling lazily from her lips.

“Tell me, Lydia€¦ was it you?” he asked doubtfully.

“Did you plan to kill Thomas and end up murdering your own brother instead?” She didn’t reply.

The unflinching calm in her eyes sent a chill down his spine.

The horrifying realization slammed into him like a freight train.

His breath hitched, his face draining of color.

“So, it’s you€¦” he gasped.

“It was you all along.

You killed your own brother-and pinned it on Thomas.” Lydia took a slow, deliberate drag from her cigarette, exhaling the smoke.

She then flicked the cigarette to the ground, grinding it beneath her heel.

“This place has a certain charm.” Her lips curled into a faint, detached smile.

“Quiet, untouched.

I should consider buying this land.

What do you think?” Ethan’s patience snapped like a brittle thread.

“Stop deflecting!” he barked.

“Your vendetta against Mr.

Williams is nothing but a sham.

You killed your brother, Lydia, not him.

Why are you so hell-bent on blaming him?” “Enough.” Lydia’s serene demeanor cracked as she whipped around to face him, her eyes blazing with fury.

“Instead of poking your nose where it doesn’t belong, you should focus on your own predicament.” She stepped closer.

“I’ve heard that Thomas has been planning to make Ava the president of the company.

Shouldn’t you be worried about being discarded like yesterday’s trash?” Ethan met her glare with a sardonic snort.

“Nice try, but I’m not worried.

Mr.

Williams trusts me.

He knows I’ll stand by Ava, support her, and keep her safe.

That’s why I’ll always have a place by their side.” “Trust?” Lydia’s lips twisted into a mocking sneer.

“You really believe you are indispensable?

Let me remind you, Ethan-you betrayed him.

You tried to kill him.

What do you think will happen if he learns the truth?

Do you still think he’ll keep you close?” A shadow flickered across Ethan’s face.

“Don’t push me, Lydia,” he warned.

“If you double-cross me, I’ll make sure the world knows what you’ve done.” “Don’t you dare to threaten me,” she growled.

“Let me be clear-you are nothing but a puppet.

And I’m the one pulling the strings.

You’ll dance when I tell you to, and how I tell you to.

Don’t ever forget that.” Ethan clenched his fists, helpless anger simmering within him.

He loathed the power Lydia held over him, yet he couldn’t break free from her grip.

Swallowing his pride, he forced out a question.

“What do you want?” Lydia smiled faintly, her gaze drifting lazily to the wetland where a flock of birds circled above the still waters.

“Ava is poised to take the reins of Williams Holdings.

She is about to step into a life of power and happiness.

But what if we ruin her happiness?” “What are you implying?” Ethan squinted at her, trying to assess what she had on her mind.

Lydia turned her head slightly, her sharp eyes cutting to him.

“Be honest with me.

Do you want to be the president of Williams Holdings?” The question hit him like a jolt.

Ethan frowned, caught off guard.

The thought had crossed his mind before, more than once.

As vice president for the past three years, he had often dreamed of rising to the top, but he knew the presidency was reserved for Ava.

“Why are you asking that?” he said bitterly.

“Everyone knows Mr.

Williams has groomed Ava for that role.

He’d never let anyone else take it.” “I am not interested in listening to what Thomas wants or not,” Lydia snapped, silencing him.

“I asked you a simple question.

Yes or no, Ethan.

Do you want it or not?” “Yes,” he admitted through gritted teeth.

“Who wouldn’t want to climb higher?

Of course, I do.

But it’s not realistic.

I can’t compete with Ava.

I’ve accepted that.” Lydia’s lips curled into a sly smile.

“What if I could make it possible?

What if I could help you get that position?” Ethan gaped at her speechlessly.

Her proposition left him uneasy, but curiosity gnawed at him.

“How?

How are you planning to help me?” “It’s simple,” she said smoothly.

“We just need to prove that Ava isn’t qualified for the role.” “Not qualified?” Ethan blinked with disbelief.

“Are you serious?

Ava is more capable than you give her credit for.

She is highly skilled and has handled every challenge thrown her way.

Don’t you know how many major projects she has won for Ace Group?” Lydia waved his protests aside as though they were trivial.

“Winning a few projects is one thing, but running an entire corporation is another.

Follow my instructions and you will be the next president of Williams Holdings. Once you secure that position, you can slowly get control over the whole Williams household and the property.” Greed flickered in Ethan’s eyes, his mind racing with possibilities.

He had always dreamed of seizing the Williams fortune, and now, Lydia was handing him an opportunity on a silver platter.

Why not take the chance?

“What do I have to do?” he asked with curiosity and eagerness.

“Starlite Company is the primary raw material supplier for Williams Holdings,” she began smoothly.

“You’ll meet with their CEO and propose a deal.” Ethan raised a brow, intrigued but cautious.

“What kind of deal?” “You’ll promise them an exclusive contract to remain the sole raw material provider for Williams Holdings-but only if they support your rise to president.

Convince them that if Ava takes over, she’ll terminate their contract because she has already found a replacement.” Ethan mulled over her words, nodding slowly.

The plan had merit.

Starlite was crucial to the company’s operations.

If they withdrew, Williams Holdings would face a crisis, and the board of directors would lose faith in Ava’s leadership.

That would be his moment to step in and claim the presidency.

“Not bad.

I am in.” Lydia’s smirk deepened, but her eyes glittered with calculation.

“Good.

But there is one condition.”