When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

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Well aware he was being snubbed, Felix raised his hand in a fit of anger, ready to strike Jonathan.

The latter shot him an icy glare, prompting him to immediately drop his hand. With a hint of reluctance, he departed.

Unable to win in a fight or triumph in an argument, Felix felt an overwhelming sense of defeat.

They used to get along so well, but now, their relationship had now turned incredibly tense, and he was beginning to feel some regret.

After returning home from school, Felix sprawled himself out on the sofa.

Seeing him in such a pitiful state, Miranda couldn’t help but worry. “What’s wrong, son?”

“Mommy, I want to apologize to Jon.”

The boy only found Elliot slightly bothersome, but he didn’t harbor the same feelings toward Jonathan.

Upon hearing those words, Miranda was instantly filled with rage. “Why do you want apologize to him?” she demanded. “You’re my son! Why should you have to apologize to a b*stard child?”

Seeing his mother’s angry demeanor, Felix dared not bring up the matter again.

Miranda advised him once more, “Felix, you simply can’t be friends with a b*stard child. You all belong to the same generation of the Rainsworth family. Your father is always being overshadowed by Nathaniel and Nicholas. Do you really want to grow up and be ruled by their children too?”

Felix immediately shook his head. “No, I want to be the boss of Rainsworth Group.”

Miranda smiled. “That’s the spirit. You’re my son, after all. You certainly can’t be like your father, always benefiting others at his own expense.”

“Yeah.” Felix nodded repeatedly. “I’ll work hard.”

“Alright, go hit the books once you’re done with dinner.”

In an effort to ensure Felix’s grades surpassed Jonathan’s, Miranda had even hired a private tutor for him. The child had to continue studying every night at ten o’clock.

She wouldn’t allow her son to be inferior to others in any respect.

When Felix went to eat, Adrian walked in, his head hung low and his face deathly pale.

“Honey, what are you doing, coming home so early today?” Miranda asked, puzzled.

The man slumped onto the couch, rubbing his head in defeat. “Miranda,” he began with a sigh, “I’m done for.”

“What do you mean?”

“All my money’s gone. There’s no way to get it back,” Adrian answered, every word carrying weight.

Miranda’s head buzzed loudly. “Didn’t you say there wouldn’t be any problems as long as we had more money?”

“Not every business profits. I didn’t expect IM to make their move so early and buy off all my distributors. Now, they won’t even supply me with goods, and they keep demanding we repay them.” Adrian sighed deeply again. “I think our only option right now is to file for bankruptcy for the new company. That way, we can at least still salvage some of the losses.”

Upon hearing this, Miranda couldn’t help but ask, “What about my parents‘ money and that of all the wealthy mothers?”

“Don’t they understand that investing comes with risk?” The man stood up. “I need to tell Grandpa about this. If he finds out on his own, we’re definitely in for some huge trouble.”

Miranda felt her heart sink.

She had just assured the other mothers earlier during the day that nothing would go wrong, but now, she was about to eat her own words.

Adrian’s newly established company declared bankruptcy the very next day.

The mothers who had invested their money woke up to the news.

Flabbergasted, they began to question Miranda in the group chat.

Miranda initially didn’t respond. As the mothers grew impatient, they started calling her.

Left with no other choice, the woman posted a message in the group: We’re all adults here, and it should be understood that investing is part of financial management. It’s perfectly normal to experience both losses and gains. There’s no free lunch in this world. How could you possibly expect to make a 100% profit? Moreover, wasn’t your decision to invest based on the fact that I’m a daughter–in–law of the Rainsworth family? You wanted to ride on my coattails, but now, you’re pointing fingers because of your own losses. Don’t you find your own decisions questionable?