My Ex, Please Love Me Again

It was an easy job for Phil to deal with Tristin.

Phil used some tricky means, and Marcel’s business in Riverside City was hit hard.

Marcel was confused and didn’t understand why his well-maintained client suddenly canceled the cooperation.

This client was the largest one, contributing 80% of the profits, to say the least. Therefore, Marcel’s blood pressure had once soared. When Marcel finally calmed down, he immediately drove to visit the president of the client company.

However, the president didn’t intend to see him but asked the secretary to tell him a few words, “As a man sow, so he shall reap. You should go to ask your son what he has done abroad during this period, and you will understand why you lost us.”

Marcel was shocked when he heard it.

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‘It can’t be… Phil, right?’

When Marcel thought of this possibility, his face turned pale instantly. He got totally freaked out.

When Tristin went to study in a country different from where Anya studied, he was finally relieved. He thought that his son had finally calmed down. Unexpectedly, he–

Seeing that he was so angry, Menna who escorted him here quickly comforted him, “The doctor said you can’t get angry anymore. Don’t worry. I’ll call him when we get home. Maybe there is any misunderstanding in it.”

“Didn’t you spoil him too much?” Marcel had no place to vent his anger, so he roared at Menna angrily and left her alone.

Menna was very innocent. How could he link the relationship between Tristin and Anya to her attitude towards Tristin? It was not she who asked Tristin to insist on pestering Anya.

Besides, since her son went abroad, she had no idea what happened to him either. Every time he called her, he always said that he focused on his studies diligently every day.

After they went home, Marcel asked Menna to call Tristin. Marcel quarreled with Tristin before and they were still at odds with each other. Therefore, Tristin probably would not answer if Marcel called him.

“Mom, why do you call me at this time?” Tristin answered the call, his voice tinged with drowsiness. Due to the jet lag between home and abroad, it was an afternoon at this time at home but sleep time abroad.

Before Menna said anything, Marcel grabbed her phone and scolded, “Have you pestered Anya again recently? Do you know that because of what you have done, our company lost the biggest client!”

“Don’t blame it on him unreasonably. What if it has nothing to do with him?” Menna was dissatisfied with Marcel for his shouting at Tristin.

However, she didn’t hear Tristin’s denial at that end but heard him say unbelievably, “What?”

Tristin didn’t expect Phil to take action against his father’s company. He thought Phil would deal with him directly.

In Marcel’s eyes, Tristin’s brief answer was enough to prove that he did annoy Anya and thus angered Phil. Marcel’s blood pressure soared again, “You rebellious son! Are you going to piss me off, or do you want us to go bankrupt?”

“Since our largest client has gone, I don’t have money for you to study abroad. You can either drop out of school and go back or find a way to earn tuition fees by yourself.”

“In addition, you are not my son anymore!”

After roaring, Marcel hung up the phone directly and smashed it fiercely to the ground.

Menna screamed with fear, her whole body trembling.

She didn’t expect that it really had something to do with Tristin. Neither did she expect that Marcel would be so cruel. His words were tantamount to cutting off Tristin’s financial resources. How could he live by himself abroad?

Menna couldn’t help crying sadly when she thought of this.

“Stop crying, save it for when we go bankrupt.” Marcel dropped into the sofa and said so desperately.

He didn’t know how to maintain the company’s operation in the future after provoking Phil and losing the biggest client. Money and connections were needed to support so many employees and projects, but now…

Losing the biggest client was not what Marcel worried about most. What he was worried about was that it would be difficult for them to live in Riverside City in the future. The whole Riverside City knew that Phil’s interests were closely tied to Julian’s and Ezra’s.

Offending Phil was equivalent to offending Julian, Ezra, and Arthur. These people controlled all walks of life in Riverside City, and each of them was an elite.

It was not exaggerating to say that they could force out the Murphy family in a few words. Thus, he couldn’t think of any other ending except bankruptcy.

Marcel had never imagined that he would lose the company which he devoted himself to developing because of his son’s obsession with a woman.

Thinking of this, Marcel couldn’t help crying.

Marcel’s tears scared Menna. They’d been married for so many years, but she’d never seen him cry before.

There’s a saying, “Men only weep when deeply grieved”.

Marcel must be too sad to bear, so he cried right now.

When Menna thought the company might go bankrupt, she couldn’t help crying more loudly. She ran to Marcel who sat on the sofa, cried, and said, “Marcel, we won’t go bankrupt, will we?”

“Won’t we?” Marcel wiped his tears, “Think about who your son offended!”

Of course, Menna knew who her son offended; she just didn’t expect things to be so serious.

Marcel sighed, “I’m tired. Tell him that I’ll disown him. I will announce it in the newspaper tomorrow, and then I will go to Phil to beg him to let me off the hooks.”

“From now on, that unfilial son and I are strangers.”

“I can’t be dragged down by him. I have to be responsible for many employees. Also, I have my own life. I’m so old that I can’t stand bankruptcy and the ups and downs of life. All I want is to live the rest of my life safely.”

After Marcel finished speaking, he got upstairs. He planned to ask someone to contact Julian first. After all, Phil was not at home now. He could only start begging Julian and others first.

“Marcel, Tristin is our son. How could you disown him? If you do it, who will take care of us when we are old?” Menna cried and yelled at him.

Marcel stood on the stairs and turned around. He looked coldly at Menna and said, “Do you still expect him to take care of us? It’s lucky enough for me that he isn’t the death of me.”

After saying that, Marcel ignored Menna, who was crying her eyes out, and stepped upstairs directly.

It was a blessing for parents that their kids were filial and sensible.

But his son who destroyed the achievement of his half-life was his karma.