Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Chapter 238 Chapter 238

Cyrus was livid. "How dare you blame me? You raised such a worthless son who can't even manage one mistress properly!"

"Shut up!" Cindy retorted, her chest heaving with anger. "If you hadn't been out of the house all the time with your string of mistresses, Clark wouldn't have turned out like this. He learned it all from you!" Cyrus sneered. "I'm not going to argue about old grievances. It's pointless now. You'd better not make things worse. If you really anger the old man, Clark might never get back into the Sumner Group." After all, the Sumners had more than one heir.

As Cyrus was about to leave, Cindy tried to stop him but was shoved aside, nearly falling. When she managed to steady herself and looked around, Cyrus had already disappeared.

Clark had been kneeling at the Sumner residence entrance all night. When it started pouring rain in the middle of the night, he stayed put, enduring the downpour until he collapsed.

The next morning, a maid found him unconscious at the door.

Marie quickly called the family doctor and had Clark carried back to his room.

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Seeing the familiar bedroom, he managed a faint smile. His plan had worked-the strategy of using his suffering had paid off. The rain had come just in time. Otherwise, he might still be outside the mansion. When Clark saw that the IV drip was almost empty, he pulled it out and went downstairs.

Seeing Richard and Marie sitting in the living room, he walked up to them and knelt.

"Grandpa, Grandma, I know I've disappointed you greatly. I hope you can eventually forgive me, but more than anything, I hope you don't let this affect your health," he said. Richard maintained a stern expression, well aware that Clark's suffering was a calculated move. With years of business experience, he was not easily fooled by such tactics. Marie sighed and said, "You're still ill. Get up for now."

Clark shook his head. "Grandma, I've made mistakes, so I should kneel."

"Now you realize you were wrong? What do you plan to do about it?" Richard asked.

Clark straightened up and said, "This incident was orchestrated by Nyla, but I'm also at fault. I don't blame her. I'll face all the consequences alone."

Richard's face darkened with anger. "What will you use to take responsibility? The Sumner Group has lost billions because of this scandal. It has grown so large that even if we clarify things now, no one will believe it."

Clark paused as if finally making up his mind. "Grandpa, I will send Jordyn abroad and ensure she doesn't appear in Saintornia again."

Richard looked at him coldly, clearly disappointed. He hadn't expected Clark to come up with such a half-baked solution after days of contemplation.

"And what about the child she's carrying?" Richard asked.

"She's in poor health, and an abortion could be life-threatening. Besides, it's my child, so I plan to let her have it," Clark replied.

"Foolish!" Richard's eyes blazed with anger. "If you do this, don't ever call me Grandpa again!"

Marie's expression was also grim as she looked at Clark. "Clark, you've been married to Nyla for three years without getting her pregnant. Now you're bringing a child from a mistress into the mix. Are you trying to ruin the Sumners' reputation completely?"

"Grandma, the reason we haven't had a child in three years is that she can't conceive. No matter how hard we try, it won't work." Clark threw Nyla under the bus.

"What?!" Marie looked at him in shock. "Are you sure it's her problem?"