Goodbye My Arrogant Ex (Marguerite and Leonard) novel Chapter 301

If Mrs. Murphy hadn’t already been pushed to her limit, she’d never have spoken so sharply, nor would she have made her decision so final.

“If you two only came here to stir up trouble,” she said, voice trembling with anger, “well, congratulations, you’ve succeeded. So why don’t you leave? And let me make something clear: I don’t care what you say or do—I’m not handing the company over to either of you. So just give up. Even if you drive me to my grave, I still won’t give it to you.”

She glanced around at the gathered family, her expression steely. “Since everyone is here, I might as well set the record straight. My will was finished long ago, and it’s already been notarized. The moment I die, everything will proceed exactly as I’ve arranged.”

Mrs. Murphy was the kind of woman who liked to have every detail planned out, and to be several steps ahead. She had settled the fate of her estate years ago—she just hadn’t bothered to tell them, nor did she want anyone coveting her legacy.

“Mother, I only came back this time because I was worried about you—and to help with the company, since there’s been so much upheaval lately. I dropped everything to come home for you. I just didn’t expect you to treat us like this.”

He spoke with practiced sincerity, painting himself as the dutiful son. “When we spoke on the phone, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing—that you’d turned your back on your own family and cared more for outsiders. I told myself it couldn’t be true, but now that I’m here, I see I was wrong. In times like these, we should be united, not divided!”

His words were solemn, almost noble, as if he were making some grand sacrifice for the family.

“I’ve been sick for months—getting worse by the week. Funny, I don’t remember you coming to check on me. You’ve been gone for years, not even a single phone call. What were you waiting for, my funeral?”

He gestured toward his brother. “He’s a little hot-tempered, and sometimes he says the wrong thing, but he’s always put this family first.”

Baron’s words were clear and calculated; it was obvious where his heart lay. The brothers had already made up their minds—they wanted the company back, and they’d mapped out their strategy.

Leonard watched the scene unfold, a deep ache settling in his chest. He didn’t know what to say to either of them.