Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 917

After parking the car in front of the Atkinson family's mansion, Stuart got out of the car and dashed over to open the door for Jepherson.

Jepherson stepped out of the car, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the entrance.

At the sight of Jepherson, the housekeeper rushed forward and greeted him politely, "Mr. Harvey."

Jepherson glanced at the housekeeper with a blank expression. "Is Mr. Atkinson back?"

"Yes, Mr. Harvey. Please come in." With a warm smile, the housekeeper stepped aside to open the door, gesturing for Jepherson to go in. Jepherson walked in with Stuart shadowing him.

As he passed by the mansion's central courtyard, Jepherson spotted Deanna, who was clutching Rhys's arm.

"Dad, Raeleigh is amazing. How could Zorion not like her?" Deanna was trying to set Raeleigh up with her brother.

"Is that so?" Rhys brushed his daughter's comments aside. After all, Zorion has never listened to him.

What's more when it comes to the matter of marriage.

"Of course! He has never taken an interest in matters that don't concern him," Deanna rattled on. At this moment, Rhys caught sight of Jepherson, who was approaching them.

"Mr. Atkinson," Jepherson greeted politely. Deanna released her grasp on Rhys's arm and ran towards Jepherson.

"Jepherson," Deanna said shyly, blushing as soon as she saw Jepherson.

Looking at his daughter, Rhys was reminded of his past self. Back then, he had deep feelings for Jen, but too bad it was a one-sided love.

As luck would have it, he found himself a woman who was even better than Jen; otherwise, how could he have become the person he was today?

"Please come in," Rhys turned around and went inside. Jepherson followed him with Deanna tailing along as well.

Rhys led the way to the luxurious living room and sat down. Zorion, who was watching TV, stood up as he glanced at Jepherson and greeted him.

"Hello," Jepherson replied.

"Sit down," Rhys said. The servants had already prepared some refreshments. Jepherson sat across from Zorion on the sofa.

Rhys glanced at his daughter. "What are you doing? Sit down."

Deanna wanted to sit next to Jepherson, but Rhys's glare indicated otherwise. She gave in and sat next to Rhys instead.

"Jepherson, would you like an apple? I'll peel one for you," As soon as Deanna sat down, she immediately grabbed an apple, ready to peel it for Jepherson.

"No, thanks. I'm not hungry. You can have it." Jepherson turned down her offer.

Across from him, Zorion grabbed an apple and reached out for the knife. "Hand it over."

Deanna passed the knife to Zorion and he peeled the apple in silence. When he was done, he offered the apple to Deanna.

She snatched it from Zorion ungraciously.

Rhys observed the entire interaction between them. He knew that Zorion was against the idea of Deanna marrying into the Harvey family. There would surely be a clash of personalities; Jepherson was indeed not a good fit for his daughter.

Rhys had once hoped that it would happen. He patted Deanna's hand gently, worried that she would make a mistake and destroy everything that they had. Many people had been trapped in love and also been ruined because of it.

Although it might not show on his face, he was getting older. He had to prepare his children for the future.

Actually, there was one person in the Harvey family that he was satisfied with. It was Jepherson's younger brother, Santiago.

Santiago was still a little young, but he was sure to grow up into a promising young man. It was unfortunate that Jepherson spoiled him so. If it wasn't for that, he would be much more powerful than Jepherson.

Deanna ate the apple quietly. Looking at Zorion, Rhys let out a long sigh. "This is a matter of life and death. What are you going to do?"

"I didn't kill him. Where's the evidence?" Zorion couldn't care less about this. The victim was killed by accident, not because of him. They were a bunch of b*stards bullying the weak. No matter what, they deserved to die.

Zorion had shown them mercy by not messing with their family.

It was true that someone had called the police, but no one was looking for him.

What Rhys admired most about Zorion was his calm attitude when dealing with things. If he didn't have this trait, he wouldn't be able to achieve anything.

Compared to him, Zorion had matured earlier. However, Rhys thought that this was a good thing.

Smiling, Rhys kept quiet. Then, his gaze fell on Jepherson. "What about you? What do you think?"

Your mother and I are very close; I believe you know that. Besides that, your father and I have several business partnerships.

No matter what, I trust that you won't ruin this bond between us.

As for Deanna, she's still young and she can be a bit childish sometimes. You should listen to your heart.

A love must be strong and unshakable. As a father, I certainly hope that my daughter will have a blissful marriage. In life, we will stumble and fall, but no matter how heavy the storm hits, there will always be a rainbow at the end. One must be willing to suffer for a brighter future.

What do you think?"

Rhys's words held a deep meaning. With Jepherson's intelligence, he was sure to easily understand what it truly meant.

Jepherson rose to his feet and opened his mouth to speak. "Rae-"

"Dad, I like Raeleigh." Without waiting for Jepherson to speak, Zorion cut in to make his feelings known.

"Zorion... That's great!" Deanna exclaimed, her eyes widening. Releasing Rhys's arm, she ran over to Zorion and grabbed his hand as she jumped with joy.

Zorion couldn't help but smile at Deanna's reaction. Deanna was on cloud nine.

Zorion bent down to hug her. As he beamed with joy, he lifted his gaze to look at Jepherson.

Rhys had a slight frown on his face as he glanced at his children. "I'll have to meet Raeleigh."

At this, Rhys walked upstairs, leaving the two men to stand gazing at each other.

Filled with excitement, Deanna was dancing around the room.

"You're not suitable for her," Jepherson said indifferently. Deanna gasped and let go of her brother slowly.

She turned to look at Jepherson, her eyes full of disbelief. "Jepherson, what do you mean?"

Jepherson's gaze bored into Zorion, who was looking defiant. "I'm leaving. Please let Mr. Atkinson know."

In the blink of an eye, Jepherson left.