Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 122

He used to want Daniel to leave.

Now, it was an order.

Daniel’s breath came hard and fast as he fought to keep his anger in check. “You were the one who approved of Aurora in the first place. You know what she’s capable of.”

Mr. Hogan Chambers didn’t bother to explain. His gaze was icy as he looked Daniel in the eye. “I’m not asking for your opinion. I’m informing you.”

“If you can’t do it, you’re welcome to forfeit your inheritance.”

He’d drawn a hard line.

Becoming the Chambers heir had cost Daniel everything. Hogan knew Daniel would never walk away.

Before Daniel could speak, Mrs. Chambers’ voice rang from the doorway.

“No! Absolutely not.”

She swept into the study, elegant as always but moving with unusual urgency, clutching Daniel’s arm. “Dan, don’t be foolish. You’re the only rightful heir to the Chambers family.”

“What’s so special about Aurora anyway? She’s all attitude and no talent. Why must you insist on keeping her?” Mrs. Chambers’ frustration was barely contained.

Daniel’s lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes cold and resolute. “Grandfather, I’ll say this one last time. I’m not getting a divorce, and I’m not giving up my inheritance.”

He wanted both: Aurora and the legacy.

Mr. Hogan Chambers let out a sharp, scornful laugh. “You think you’d be heir without me paving the way in business for half a century? Don’t overestimate yourself.”

The air was brittle with tension.

Mrs. Chambers tried to reason in a whisper, “Dan, don’t go against Grandfather. Aurora even faked a pregnancy to trick you. She’s not a good person.”

“Enough.” Hogan’s glare silenced her. “I’d say you’re hardly in a position to judge her character.”

Mr. Hogan Chambers nodded, satisfied with her answer.

“That settles it,” he said with finality, already planning to walk across the street and tell Grandma Grace.

He imagined she’d be delighted—and perhaps finally willing to talk to him. Most days, he wandered over to her house, but she never spared him a glance, as if he were a stranger.

Thinking of this soured his mood. With an impatient wave, he dismissed everyone.

Outside the study, Mrs. Chambers tugged Daniel aside, her voice low and anxious. “Do you think Grandfather’s taken a fancy to Aurora?”

She’d only gone along with him before because she wanted her son to get divorced. Now that the implications had sunk in, she felt a chill run through her.

It wouldn’t be beneath Mr. Chambers. In his youth, he was notorious for his affairs—women came and went like the seasons. He’d mellowed with age, but it wasn’t so far-fetched that he might want some company.

But Aurora? Had he really set his sights on her?