Chapter 553

Thomas sighed and waved. “Forget it. But seriously, you know exactly what Tyler’s like. Why would you go and provoke him?”

“I tried to talk William out of it, but you know the history between him and Rachel. Dad, can’t you try talking some sense into Tyler? He’s dating William’s ex-wife! If word gets out, it won’t just damage William’s reputation–yours will be dragged down with it, too. The Lewis family name has stood strong for generations. Are we really going to let it all fall apart because of Rachel?” Cassandra insisted.

Of course Thomas understood all that, but what could he do? He had spent his life keeping everything under control. Everyone in the Lewis family revolved around him, everyone except Tyler. He was born defiant.

No matter what Thomas tried, nothing ever worked on Tyler. Their relationship had deteriorated to what it was now simply because neither of them would back down. If either one had been willing to compromise even a little, things might’ve turned out differently.

Cassandra had hit a nerve, and Thomas shot her a glare.

“You think I don’t know all that already? You saw for yourself today how Tyler acts. If you’re so clever, then figure out a solution yourself!”

That shut Cassandra up completely.

Everyone present knew the truth. Tyler was a force of nature. He was stubborn as a mule, harder to handle than a wild animal.

With the kind of power he had now, he didn’t need the Lewis family. On the other hand, the Lewis family might still need him.

Another Lewis pulled Cassandra aside to console her. “You should check on William at the hospital. As long as he’s not seriously hurt, that’s all that matters. And knowing Tyler, I doubt he really lost all control.”

Cassandra sneered. “Oh, please! With the way he’s obsessed with Rachel, he doesn’t even see William as family anymore.”

Thomas was getting more and more irritated by her whining. “Enough already. Just go. Call me if there’s anything to update.”

“Okay…”

Realizing he’d had enough, Cassandra didn’t dare push further.

Meanwhile, Rachel and Tyler had gotten into the car. Yale followed close behind.

Tyler turned to face him. “Who told you to come?”

Yale nodded. “Apologies, Mr. Hunt. I came to deliver a document that requires your signature urgently. I didn’t have time to call ahead.”

Tyler gave him a cold look. “Don’t let it happen again.”

“Yes, understood.”

Yale handed over the document. Tyler glanced at it, and instantly, his brows furrowed. Without warning, he threw the document back at Yale.

“Are you getting too old to handle your job properly? Did you even check this report? Are the figures complete? Is the budget sound? Does the proposal have any loopholes?”

Yale froze for a second, flustered, and scrambled to catch the document. He looked down and said, “I was told another department already did a final check. They said it was ready to go. I’ve been tied up managing the subsidiary company, so I—”

One sharp glare from Tyler cut him off mid-sentence.

Tyler’s voice turned cold.

“Yale, I swear you’re getting more useless by the day. You know exactly what the board has been plotting lately. Don’t play dumb. If something like this happens again, don’t bother showing your face at the company.”