Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 1085

He leveled a furious glare at Barton.

"How many times have I told you? If you're going to play around outside your marriage, clean up your own damn mess! Do you honestly think you don't know why the collaboration with the Beaumont Family fell through?"

Just because Claudia Beaumont kept her mouth shut didn't mean she was oblivious.

If she hadn't known, the Beaumont family wouldn't have politely but firmly rejected the Grover Group's partnership proposal.

Thatcher then whipped his furious gaze toward Simon.

"And you! Stop constantly picking fights with your brother. You're both Grovers. You need to present a united front. Why the hell are you always trying to tear your own family apart?"

"I called you both here today to figure out a counter-strategy."

"That Vance girl is getting far too arrogant, and it's severely damaging the Grover Group's reputation."

"The fact that my two grown sons can't even handle a minor nuisance like her makes me wonder what I'm even paying you for."

The phrase 'Grover Group Ain't Sh*t' had become a haunting curse. Every time he opened a news app or checked a trending page, those exact words were plastered everywhere.

The internet had turned it into a viral meme, and people were having the time of their lives mocking them daily.

Thatcher couldn't even lift his head in front of his old business associates anymore.

But there was another, far more terrifying reason for Thatcher's suffocating rage. Maeve wasn't just backed by the powerful White family anymore; she now had the terrifying Reed family standing behind her.

With those two titans forming an alliance, the Grover family didn't dare make any aggressive moves against her.

Taking an unfair share of the blame, Barton couldn't help but snap back.

"When it comes down to it, this is all Nancy's fault. If she hadn't gone on a killing spree all those years ago, the Grover Group would still be the undisputed king of the corporate world."

For once, Simon actually agreed with his brother.

"Dad, if you want this storm to pass, the smartest move is to force Nancy to return what she stole from them."

"Stole what?" Thatcher and Barton demanded in unison.

"Charlie Wilson's heart," Simon replied flatly.

At the mere mention of Charlie Wilson, Thatcher's blood boiled.

This time, Barton stood firmly in Simon's corner.

"He's absolutely right, Dad. If Nancy hadn't spent her life stirring up chaos and dragging enemies to our doorstep, we wouldn't be drowning right now."

"Even Grandpa is trying to save his own skin by actively distancing himself from the Grover family."

"And who lit the fuse that blew up our lives? Nancy."

Unsurprisingly, Thatcher lost his temper completely and kicked both of his sons out of the study.

The moment they crossed the threshold of the Grover mansion, the temporary alliance dissolved, and the brothers went right back to glaring at each other with pure disdain.

"Let me ask you something," Barton said, narrowing his eyes. "Do you have feelings for that Maeve woman?"

His new product had just been mercilessly crushed into the dirt, yet instead of getting angry, Simon kept playing devil's advocate and making life difficult for his own family just to justify her actions.

Though to be fair, Barton himself was growing increasingly disgusted with Nancy's catastrophic existence.

"We're all Grovers," Barton lectured stiffly. "Behind closed doors, we are a family. We have to unite and face the enemy together."