Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem



Clayton's eyes were bloodshot as he took the photograph from Alden, "I'm so sorry you've been dragged into this mess." Alden shook his head, "Don't worry about me, you've done so much for me. It's you who's been wronged here."

Before the board meeting had even started, Philip had already commandeered Clayton's office, pushing the limits of decency!

Seeing Alden forcibly sniffing to hold back emotions, Clayton thought to himself how, despite the harshness of the world, there were still good souls around.

He looked at the photo of his wife and daughter, feeling a bitter sting in his nostrils.

Philip snorted disdainfully, eyes full of contempt.

After giving Alden a sharp look, he ordered the office door locked and said to Clayton, "Better hurry up, the board meeting's about to start!"

With another huff, Philip headed towards the conference room.

Clayton pocketed the photograph, giving the office door one last look before steeling himself.

Together, Alden and he entered the meeting room.

The other board members were already there, their eyes narrowed in disdain and mockery as Clayton walked in.

Carl was among them, staring at his own brother without a hint of guilt.

Clayton clenched his jaw, seeing Philip arrogantly seated at the head of the table, a spot that should have been his. Ignoring the power play, Clayton chose a random seat.

Fighting over the seat now seemed pointless.

Just as he sat down, the door to the conference room opened, and two elderly men, leaning on canes, walked in.

Upon seeing them, Clayton shot up from his chair, surprised, "Albert, Florian, what brings you here?"

The two men gave him a cold glance and without a word, walked over and sat down opposite him.

Clayton was dumbfounded for a moment before his eyes widened in realization, "You... you guys..."

Philip smugly responded, "Mr. Watson and Mr. Miller are also shareholders in Hawkins Sea-freight, each holding a 2% stake. Of course, they had to come."

Clayton swayed, his mind buzzing.

He had been unaware that Albert and Florian held shares in Hawkins Sea-freight!

He knew there were anonymous shareholders, but he never imagined it would be them!

Together, they held 4%. If they had sided with him, he could have won the day!

But they had chosen to support Philip instead!

Clayton faced them, breathing heavily, "Just yesterday, you were telling me how my father saved your lives, that you'd do anything for me, and now... now..."

The two old men looked at him with disdain, "We were just playing on your emotions to get information."noveldrama

"Get information?"

"Yes, there were too many unexpected events lately. We needed to make sure you had no ace up your sleeve. And to find out if Mr. Bradford was truly your trump card."

The realization hit Clayton hard.

He stared at them, utterly shocked.

The arrival of Albert and Florian was like a spark to Clayton's fury!

In front of everyone, he roared, "My father saved your lives! He did you a great service! I've treated you well too. Why? Why betray me?"

Their response was casual, "Philip promised us each a 10% stake if we supported him. Refusing him would have been foolish." "Everyone has their price."

Clayton trembled with rage, "So, 'Everyone has their price,' huh? What about gratitude? My father and I helped you reach where you are today! Ungrateful, treacherous, worse than animals! You'll get what's coming to you! Just you wait and see, you won't have a happy ending!" The room filled with cold, disdainful laughter.