Urging Him to Get a Divorce (Aveline and Xavier) novel Chapter 789

**Chapter 789**

“We’re not being unreasonable here—just four or five hundred million will do,” Jacob proclaimed, his tone laced with a blend of arrogance and desperation that filled the room like a thick fog.

At first, he and Courtney had settled on a more modest figure of three hundred million. Jacob had planned to allocate two hundred million to settle his growing mountain of debts, while Courtney had assured him that the remaining hundred million would serve her own purposes. But as Jacob sat there, the gears of his mind began to turn. A thought slithered into his consciousness—if they were already wealthy, why not aim higher? Why not seize this moment to demand even more?

Marcus, who had been a silent observer, found himself utterly flabbergasted. The sheer audacity of Jacob’s request was beyond his comprehension. Did Jacob genuinely believe that Josephine would simply acquiesce to such a ludicrous demand?

Leona’s voice cut through the suffocating tension, her command resonating with authority. “Go find your son-in-law next door!”

Jacob’s anger flared at her words, and he shot back, “My son-in-law didn’t ruin my daughter!” The accusation hung in the air, thick with blame and resentment, as if it had taken on a life of its own.

He stormed toward the dining room, bellowing for Rupert, but the butler swiftly intervened, positioning himself like an immovable fortress, blocking Jacob’s path.

Inside the dining room, Rupert sat at the table, leisurely savoring his breakfast, seemingly unfazed by the storm brewing outside. He chewed his food with an air of calmness, as if he were in a completely different realm, far removed from the chaos that surrounded him.

Lauren, on the other hand, wore a troubled expression, her appetite evaporating under the weight of the situation. She felt the heaviness of impending disaster pressing down on her chest. Jonathan and Jason exchanged uneasy glances, their brows furrowed in concern, the tension palpable in the air.

Aunt scoffed, disbelief etched across her features. “Four or five hundred million? Are they treating us like a bunch of fools?”

Jason shot her a warning glance, urging her to keep her opinions to herself. Then, turning to Rupert, he sought guidance. “Grandpa, should I just get rid of them?”

Rupert, unruffled, took a leisurely sip of milk, his voice steady and resolute. “This is a matter for your big sister and her husband to resolve. Once you finish breakfast, you can either seek some amusement or head upstairs. Just ignore the commotion.”

Aunt and Jonathan exchanged bewildered looks, struggling to understand Rupert’s indifference. Why was he allowing this chaotic scene to unfold without intervention?

Lauren’s frustration bubbled to the surface. “Patriarch, if we don’t step in to assist Leona, she’ll be at a significant disadvantage.”

Rupert regarded her with a measured gaze, his expression unreadable. “I’ve already informed Leona that she can reach out for our help if she needs it. But she might not heed my advice anyway. Let’s allow her to attempt to resolve this on her own; that way, she won’t hold us responsible later.”

“She’s stubborn. We can’t just stand by and watch her suffer.”

Aunt hadn’t anticipated Rupert’s perspective. “And what if Leona agrees to hand over the four or five hundred million? Are we supposed to foot the bill?”

Rupert chuckled lightly, a knowing smile dancing on his lips. “Four or five hundred million… Marcus can manage that.”

His meaning was unmistakable: the family wouldn’t be paying a dime. If anyone was going to shoulder the financial burden, it would have to come from Marcus himself.

Lauren shot a disbelieving look at Aunt. “How could you even suggest that? Marcus is the one who made the blunder. Why should our family bear the burden?”

Yet, as the argument outside escalated, it became increasingly clear that Leona was resolute in her refusal to part with a single penny. Jacob, sensing his grip slipping, resorted to threats of turning the matter into a scandal that would reverberate through the city.

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