Invincible Heir

Chapter 11 A wound in the heart

A dull expression lingered on Tracy Perry’s face. She’d chased Baron off yesterday, and now her

daughter was bawling her eyes out for her dad.

Tracy had regretted it at first - fearing the father her daughter had awaited for so long would leave once

again - but she hadn’t thought that, the moment she was about to face everything alone, Baron would

show up again.

The way Baron had appeared, overbearing, unstoppable, touched a soft part of her heart, and she felt

it tremble viciously.

“Who are you? Barging into a Perry Clan meeting room - where’s security? Eject him this instant!”

Henry did not recognise Baron at that moment. Baron had met with those of the Perry Clan but rarely,

and it had been five years - how could they recognise him at first glance?

“Granddad, this is Baron Owen. The piece of trash married Tracy five years ago and disappeared

without a trace soon after.”

Having heard of Baron’s return, Phillip recognised him immediately and shot a mocking glance at

Tracy.

Only now did Henry remember Baron. With narrowed eyes, he studied the man from head to toe. He

gave off slightly different airs, but other than that there seemed to be little difference. The man’s attire

was as drab as before.

As much as Tracy wanted someone to shoulder everything alongside her, having Baron show up at this

moment would only introduce even more chaos. She turned on him, anger written across her face -

“Why are you here?”

Tracy’s hostility towards him was not at all surprising. If Baron could win her approval the instant he

returned, then her approval came far too cheaply.

Henry waved his hand and cut off whatever else Tracy was about to say, glaring daggers at Baron. “So

it’s this gutter swine who ruined my family’s reputation all those years ago. If it hadn’t been for you, the

Perry Clan would have ascended to the upper crust of Cona long ago. I wouldn’t have thought you’d

have the nerve to come back.”

A sharp glint passed through Baron’s eyes, and he released a cold chuckle. “I ruined your family’s

reputation? Could it be that the great head of the Perry Clan remains ignorant of the truth?”

Charles had already conducted a careful examination of the affairs of the past. Everything had been

orchestrated by the Perry Clan in the first place in order to pave the way for their acquisition of the

Samho Group.

If it hadn’t been for Tracy, the clan would have seen its end last night.

“What are you babbling about?”

Furious, Henry Perry slapped the desk and stood, eyes blazing with rage.

As his emotions flared, coughs racked the old man’s body as it lurched on the spot.

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Tracy rushed to his side, but Phillip made it there first, propping him up.

“Get away from me!”

Seething, Henry roared, “You’ve still the sheer nerve to call me ‘Granddad’? You meant to send your

gutter-trash husband up here as an insult to my face, didn’t you?”

“If anything happens with Granddad’s heart, we’re going to make you pay.”

“The filth you got up to five years ago stained the Perry name. Now, five years later, are you still trying

to give me a stroke? To destroy this clan?”

“From where I’m standing, this wretched household of yours brings nothing but disaster. We ought to

banish you from the Perry Clan, never to return.”

……

Tracy had given up so much for the clan, to the point where even her own Samho company had been

claimed by the Perry collective. And now, her reward was to be betrayed by everyone, abandoned by

her own flesh and blood.

Baron watched, his sorrow unspeakable, as Tracy’s frame swayed on the verge of collapse.

Eventually, Henry’s temper simmered down as he looked at her and said, “Tracy, the Perry Clan was

only reduced to such a state because of you lot. Now that the Brone Group is establishing a branch in

Cona, the only way we’ll ever rise up to the plutarchy is to work with them. And only by marrying into

the Warner Clan can we ever hope to collaborate with the Brone Group - so either pledge yourself to

Joker, or find some other way to gain said collaboration, unless you want to see your entire family

banished!”

Henry Perry had spoken. Tracy’s face turned deathly white.

Even the elite of Cona’s upper class couldn’t be sure of securing collaboration with the Brone Group,

so what was she of all people supposed to do?

“Granddad, I…”

Tracy was just about to refuse when Baron, standing by her side, suddenly spoke up, “This mission of

yours - we accept!”

“Good!”

Right away, Phillip began his mockery with glee. “Don’t say we’re pressing you into this, Tracy - your

own husband agreed personally to take on this mission, so it’s too late for regrets!”

“The task is obviously meant to be impossible, but this sorry excuse of a man agreed just like that. It’s

just like the rumours say; he’s good-for-nothing trash,” muttered some of the direct members of the

clan.

An enterprise of the elite upper crust of the State of Donas, compared to the holdings of a second-rate

clan of Cona. With a difference that vast, how could Brone ever agree to collaborate with Samho?

“All right, then. The regular meeting is adjourned.”

With that, Henry rose to leave, but not before his gaze fell once more on Tracy. “Three days. I’m giving

you three days. If the lot of you aren’t done with your task by then, leave the clan on your own.”

Henry turned and left right then and there, and everyone else turned their gloating jeers on Tracy.

“Hah! Come now, Tracy, whatever gave you the audacity to lock horns with me? I’m of the direct Perry

bloodline. In Granddad’s eyes, only I’m worthy of shouldering the clan’s future. In three days, I’ll be

right there laughing as I watch your family’s banishment! Haha…”

“Really, the daughter of an illegitimate son trying to vye for power with Phillip? Know your place.”

“So you see, Phillip, I’ve always been on your side. When you’re sitting on the Chairman’s seat, don’t

forget me!”

“That’s right, Phillip, we’re all in your corner!”

……

Soon enough, Phillip left as well, with everyone clamoring in his wake declaring support, leaving only

Baron in the room with Tracy.

There was a whap as Tracy slapped him across the cheek.

Looking at her tearful expression, Baron could not muster a speck of rage.

“Tracy, I…”

Whatever Baron was about to say was cut off as Tracy snapped, “Considering whatever happened five

years ago, I’ll admit that you are also a victim. But taking Dad’s five hundred thousand with you was

more than enough in return. If you didn’t want to marry me, why didn’t you just say so? Do you have

any idea how much you put me through, pulling that disappearing act of yours right after the wedding?

I’ve already been brought this low, so why are you still taking it out on me? Tell me, why?”

Tracy’s tears fell, a string of pearls shattering drop by drop against the floor.

The pain in his heart reaching the point of torture, Baron reached out and gripped her by the shoulders.

“I really didn’t take your father’s money, and I’ve never once thought of taking anything out on you. I

came back to make it up to you and our daughter. Please. You have to believe me. I’d never do

anything to hurt you.”

“Shut up! You don’t get to speak of my daughter!”

Tracy shoved him away, her face still streaked with tears. “If you’re not here for revenge, then why did

you take on that mission in the meeting? You know full well it’s impossible to begin with!”