CHAPTER 116: CHAPTER 116: SETTLING SCORES, RACHEL SHAW SUFFERS

"Who told you I was going to marry her?"

Damien Lancaster’s words left the four people who were just celebrating stunned.

Seraphina Kennedy said, "Damien, didn’t you and Ivy Summers get divorced? Rachel said you forgave her." Thinking Damien was joking, Seraphina advised, "Damien, you and Rachel are not young anymore, you’ve missed so many years, you should be together now. What misunderstanding can’t be resolved?"

"There is no misunderstanding." Damien Lancaster looked at Rachel Shaw, "I won’t marry her. My wife will only ever be Ivy Summers."

With these words, the expressions of the five people in front of him turned sour.

Especially Rachel Shaw, whose eyes widened, tears slowly falling from her eyes.

Seraphina Kennedy immediately tried to persuade him, "Damien, what are you talking about? You and Ivy aren’t divorced."

"We’re not divorced. We’re doing well, and you don’t need to worry about my marriage. I’ll repeat it again, Rachel Shaw, I won’t marry her. Ivy Summers is my wife."

The living room fell into silence.

Rachel Shaw hadn’t expected Damien Lancaster to disregard even Gregory Lancaster and Seraphina Kennedy’s opinions, directly refusing to marry her.

Rachel Shaw had never felt so miserable before; as she turned to run out, she was stopped by Damien’s voice, "I didn’t tell you to leave."

Rachel Shaw’s steps came to a halt.

Damien Lancaster threw the divorce agreement in front of her, "Did you do this? I’ll give you a chance to explain."

Rachel Shaw bit her lip.

It was indeed her doing, and she knew Damien Lancaster’s tone indicated he was certain of it, making any explanation futile.

Rachel Shaw couldn’t get a word out.

"Not speaking? That means you admit it. Admitting it is good."

With a flick of Damien Lancaster’s finger, Julian Jacobs immediately walked forward with two other men.

"Whichever hand changed it, dislocate that hand."

"What?" Rachel Shaw looked up in horror.

She couldn’t imagine that Damien could be so ruthless to her.

How could he be so cruel to her?

"Damien Lancaster!" Gregory Lancaster immediately scolded, "Are you crazy?"

Damien Lancaster ignored him; he knew the four of them had been called by Rachel, who thought that with them there, she would be safe.

Unfortunately.

When Damien decided to act, no one could stop him.

"Mom, Dad, help me!" Rachel Shaw hid behind Phillip Shaw and Penelope Page.

"Damien Lancaster! Stop!" Gregory Lancaster shouted loudly.

"Continue."

With Damien’s words, Julian Jacobs stepped forward and pulled Rachel out as she kept trying to hide.

Gregory Lancaster was still trying his best to stop them, but Damien’s men only listened to him.

The next second.

A "crack" echoed.

"Ah!"

A painful scream filled the air as Rachel Shaw’s arm was dislocated.

Rachel instantly fell to the ground, her face turning pale from the pain.

Penelope Page and Phillip Shaw immediately rushed over, but they didn’t dare to touch her and could only watch her writhing in pain on the floor.

"Damien Lancaster!" Gregory Lancaster shouted in anger as he looked at Rachel’s miserable state, "You’re insane! Absolutely insane!"

"She brought it on herself."

Damien Lancaster had warned Rachel Shaw.

But unfortunately, she just wouldn’t listen.

Not until they’d exhausted all of their affections would they stop.

"You!" Gregory Lancaster was furious.

Damien Lancaster said, "Was I wrong?"

"You’re just... this is outrageous!" Gregory Lancaster struggled to find his words, they had come here today, happily discussing marriage plans with him.

But Damien directly dislocated Rachel’s arm in front of them, completely disregarding them.

Rachel Shaw continued to writhe in agony on the ground.

Then Damien Lancaster’s cold voice sounded, "You caused Ivy’s car accident, you made Sophie run off alone, you told her that Ivy was dead and to find her in the morgue."

These things Damien Lancaster wasn’t unaware of; he had investigated it after the fact.

He found out everything clearly.

However, the photo from that night had indeed shaken him, so he decided to give Rachel Shaw another chance and didn’t punish her then.

But she didn’t cherish it at all, immediately risking it all again by swapping out the divorce agreement, attempting to interfere with his and Ivy’s divorce.

How could Damien Lancaster continue to tolerate Rachel Shaw’s arrogance?

Rachel Shaw’s face was pale, trembling, was Damien really going to settle all scores with her?

Did he truly not care about their years of friendship at all?

Rachel Shaw felt miserable, yet at this moment, she couldn’t even cry, "Damien, we grew up together, do you really have to hurt me this much for that woman?"

"That woman, she is my wife, and anything I do for her is worth it."

Rachel Shaw was shocked by Damien Lancaster’s words.

Wife.

He still considered Ivy as his wife.

His only wife.

Rachel heard the sound of her heart breaking.

The pain in her heart was no less than the pain in her arm.

Rachel Shaw looked at Damien Lancaster with teary eyes.

Damien Lancaster, how could you, how could you treat me like this?

"Phillip Shaw, I’ll give you two choices: one, send her abroad, and she is never to return, the Shaw Family doesn’t have this daughter anymore, or two, your whole family pays for her mistakes."

Phillip Shaw’s pupils instantly contracted.

"Not choosing?" Damien Lancaster said, "Then I’ll choose for you."

"Damien! What on earth are you doing, you..." Seraphina Kennedy stepped forward, trying to stop this completely out-of-control scene.

Damien Lancaster glanced sideways, his cold gaze landing on Seraphina Kennedy, "Mom, I’m handling my affairs, don’t interfere."

Seraphina Kennedy, "Why can’t you talk things through properly, why do you have to do this, Rachel grew up with you since childhood."

"Grew up together since childhood."

Damien Lancaster sneered.

Perhaps it was this childhood connection that made Rachel Shaw increasingly presumptuous in front of him, thinking that no matter what she did, he would forgive her.

But she didn’t know that this little bit of sentiment was utterly insignificant to Damien Lancaster compared to the people he truly cared about.

"So what?"

Damien Lancaster’s retort left Seraphina Kennedy at a loss for words.

Grown up together since childhood, so what?

What about it?

If he says he doesn’t care, then he can just not care, if he says he doesn’t want it, he can just discard it.

Because the one who holds the power of speech is him.

"Not made up your mind yet?" Damien Lancaster raised an eyebrow, "Then let the entire Shaw Family accompany her in atonement for her sins."

"Wait!" Phillip Shaw quickly spoke up, furrowing his brows, making a painful decision.

"Dad..." Rachel Shaw lifted her tear-streaked face.

She didn’t want to go abroad, she didn’t want to leave the country.

To say it was going abroad, but in reality, it was to let her fend for herself overseas.

She didn’t want that, she didn’t want that.

She was the eldest daughter of the Shaw Family, with a beautiful future ahead, she didn’t want to be sent abroad to fend for herself.

"Dad, don’t abandon me, please..." Rachel Shaw kept shaking her head.

Phillip Shaw looked at his disheveled daughter with immense pain.

But he knew, for all these years, the person who truly had control over the Lancaster Group was Damien Lancaster.

Damien Lancaster not only controlled the Lancaster Group, but he also privately controlled an unimaginable commercial empire. One could say it wasn’t the Lancaster Group that was controlling the economic lifeline of Aethelgard these years, but him, Damien Lancaster.

Even Gregory Lancaster couldn’t suppress him, let alone them.

Phillip Shaw squatted down, looking at Rachel Shaw, who was shaking her head and pleading, his eyes also unwittingly filling with tears.

"Dad... Dad, please don’t abandon me... I beg you..."

"Rachel!"

"Dad..."

"Dad will have someone send you abroad. You should go abroad and reflect on this." Phillip Shaw said with extreme difficulty.

There was a loud "boom."

Rachel Shaw’s world crumbled.

She widened her eyes, unable to react for a long time.

Going abroad...

Phillip Shaw’s final decision was to send her abroad...

"Old Man Shaw, what are you doing, she’s our daughter, how can you... how can you be so heartless?" Penelope Page tightly hugged the distraught Rachel Shaw as they both cried uncontrollably.

Phillip Shaw closed his eyes briefly, he was left with no other choice, he couldn’t go against Damien Lancaster.

In the face of absolute power and authority, the only way to protect himself and the Shaw Family was to give up on Rachel Shaw.

Penelope Page fell to her knees with a "plop" in front of Seraphina Kennedy, "Seraphina! Seraphina, we’ve known each other for so many years, Rachel grew up under your watch, you can’t turn your back on her..."

"This... I..." Seraphina Kennedy was anxious, she knew too well her son’s temperament, he never goes back on his words, even she is helpless against his decisions.

Just like now.

"Damien Lancaster, must you do this today?" Gregory Lancaster asked sternly with a sullen face.

"Yes."

Damien Lancaster gave a single word, which stood for his attitude.

"Fine, if you insist on doing this, then don’t acknowledge me as your father."

"For her, you want to sever ties with the Lancaster Family?"

Damien Lancaster coldly asked, making Gregory Lancaster’s expression change directly, "I don’t acknowledge you."

"To sever ties with me, I’m fine with it, but go and ask the old man if he agrees."

Gregory Lancaster was nearly angered to death.

"Since you’ve already decided, then do it quickly, don’t wait for me to take action." Damien Lancaster coldly warned Phillip Shaw.

Phillip Shaw was so angered he was panting, his chest filled with unresolved rage, and in the end, he closed his eyes and fainted.

"Old Man Shaw!"

"Phillip!"

Damien Lancaster glanced dismissively, "Take them out, don’t let them die here."

Julian Jacobs immediately brought some people to carry Phillip Shaw and Rachel Shaw out.

Rachel Shaw’s tear-filled eyes stared at Damien Lancaster, filled with fear, pain, and endless hatred.

And this hatred was directed at Ivy Summers.

"Damien Lancaster, don’t go too far! Don’t let it be too late for regrets." Gregory Lancaster loudly warned Damien Lancaster.

Damien Lancaster let out a cold, thin laugh.

Regret? He never regrets.

If there was any moment he truly regretted, it was those seven days back then when he wasn’t by Ivy Summers’ side.

Gregory Lancaster left in anger, and Seraphina Kennedy hurriedly chased after him.

Damien Lancaster bent down to pick up the divorce papers on the floor, tore them up, and threw them into the trash bin.

When he turned around, he saw some movement outside.

Damien Lancaster walked out.

And saw a rope made of tied blankets being lowered from the upstairs bedroom, and that woman was carefully climbing down using the blankets, her attention focused.

Damien Lancaster watched silently for a while, raising an eyebrow, "Do you need me to bring you a ladder?"