Third person's POV
Zander never expected that someone would actually record this scene and expose it without any regard for the prestige of the Greenwood family.
Orson's recording ripped off his fig leaf right on the spot.
The dreams of all the hopeful young ladies present were shattered. This seemingly virtuous man turned out to be such a beast behind the scenes.
Andrea couldn't hold back anymore. Her short temper flared up instantly.
She grabbed a champagne bottle and smashed it right on Zander's head.
For days, Phoebe and Zander had tried every trick to provoke her but failed. Little did they know, it was Zander's one sentence that finally broke her composure completely.
"You little bastard, I'll kill you!"
Andrea smashed Zander's head straight with the champagne bottle, and blood started dripping down his forehead, drop by drop.
Seeing this, Phoebe could no longer keep up the act and wanted to do the same to Andrea, but Truman intervened just in time to hold her back.
"Honey, Zander was just joking. Even if he was wrong, Andrea shouldn't have been so vicious and hit him so hard! This family clearly isn't a place for us anymore. Zander, I'm taking you out of here!"
"Alright, if you're leaving, then leave now! Don't stay here and be a nuisance," Alpha Elliott roared, itching to step forward and bash Zander's head in.
"I didn't acknowledge you before, and I won't in the future either! With your twisted heart, you're not worthy to be a descendant of the Greenwood family."
Upon hearing those words, Zander snapped his head up, his gaze as venomous as a snake lurking in the shadows, fixing Alpha Elliott with a resentful stare.
"Grandpa, are you serious about that?"
Zander hadn't had time to stop the bleeding from his head, and the blood was trickling down his forehead, making his face look even more sinister.
"Since we're all here today, I'm not afraid to be laughed at. I want everyone present to bear witness. I hereby declare that Zander will never be allowed into the Greenwood family tree. If you want to leave, I'll grant you that wish. Truman, pack up their belongings, and throw them out, along with their things."
Alpha Elliott blew his top, and finally, Phoebe's mind cleared up.
She was used to playing hard to get, but she forgot one thing. This tactic only worked on Ambrose.
Alpha Elliott despised her in the first place, let alone the fact that they kept causing trouble today, and even tried to force the Greenwood family to drive Andrea away with this kind of stunt.
When it came to the point of no return, Alpha Elliott finally made up his mind.
These people were just like snakes. No matter how much effort he put in, all they saw was deceit and self-interest, no family bonds at all.
Phoebe was a bit panicked right now. She had been living the high life as Mrs. Greenwood for a few days, getting everything she wanted.
Alpha Elliott's words were like a shove from the sky, pushing her down to the ground, shattering her into pieces.
How could she stand such a letdown? So she quickly threw herself into Ambrose's arms. "Honey, when I gave birth to Zander, I almost bled to death. I've been through so much to raise him, and now the Greenwood family treats us like this."
"Stop crying. I've told you. I'm here and I won't let you and Zander leave. Truman, get the doctor over here right away."
Ambrose comforted Phoebe while he grabbed a towel and covered Zander's wound.
Zander's face turned colder as he was pushed to the limit by Alpha Elliott. "Grandpa, you've made your choice. If you won't acknowledge me, don't expect me to honor our family ties. Whether you believe it or not, with just one call from me..."
Before Alpha Elliott could respond, a male voice rang out in his ear. "What can a phone call do for you?"
Upon hearing this cold voice, Zander froze in place, and Tabitha jerked her head up to look.