After Divorce: Remarried to a Tycoon with Twin Babies-Chapter 102: The Scummy Husband Gets Drunk, Father and Son Sever Ties!

Chapter 102: Chapter 102: The Scummy Husband Gets Drunk, Father and Son Sever Ties!

Vivian Sinclair was wearing a very loose coat, so although she was over three months pregnant and showing a bit due to twins, the loose clothing made it impossible for Austin Grant to tell if she had a belly or not.

Upon hearing the words, Austin Grant reacted as if struck by lightning, his fury exploding as he grabbed Vivian Sinclair’s neck.

"Vivian Sinclair!! How dare you!!"

"That’s my child!!"

A series of flashlights clicked away nearby.

Then two men dressed in black rushed over, quickly pinning Austin Grant to the ground.

Another man immediately stood protectively in front of Vivian Sinclair.

Jasmine hurriedly put away her camera and came over, "Vivian, are you alright?"

"Your neck is all red."

She then whipped her head around, glaring angrily at the pathetic figure of the former young master pressed to the ground, "How dare you resort to violence in broad daylight?"

"Now there’s evidence of your domestic violence; from now on, don’t think you can control Vivian anymore!"

Jasmine was so angry her eyes turned red.

Continuously blowing air on Vivian Sinclair’s reddened neck.

Only then did Austin Grant realize he had fallen, once again, into Vivian Sinclair’s trap.

If the news of his domestic violence got out and affected the whole Grant Group, the consequences would be dire!

His standing with his father would become even more precarious.

Austin Grant finally realized how many traps Vivian Sinclair had set for him step by step!

This vicious and cunning woman!

It was only on the day of the divorce that Austin Grant truly saw how cunning she was at her core!

Because he never took Vivian Sinclair seriously, he even felt humiliated being coerced by her to come to the civil affairs bureau alone today.

Now Austin Grant looked as pathetic as a dog, nowhere near the dignified figure of President Grant on usual days.

Vivian Sinclair touched her neck.

The moment of suffocation just now made her clearly realize: he really wanted to kill her!

This scumbag!

Luckily, she was about to get rid of him completely.

Fortunately, she was fully prepared for this divorce.

Thankfully, he no longer had any means to control her!

Vivian Sinclair coldly stared at Austin Grant on the ground, remembering that she once had hopes and expectations for him, thinking they could live a lifetime in harmony, and found it laughable.

"Ignore him."

"Let’s go."

Vivian Sinclair pulled Jasmine up and got in the car under Minor’s escort.

Major only let go seeing Vivian Sinclair was absolutely safe.

"President Grant, there are still people protecting Miss Sinclair in this world."

"Think thrice before you act next time."

"Otherwise, be prepared to drag the entire Grant Group into an abyss with you."

Major said before getting up and leaving.

Austin Grant looked around at the photos scattered on the ground, recalling the humiliation he had just suffered, and found it laughable.

He laughed heartily, but gradually a tinge of bitterness rose in his heart.

Vivian Sinclair, you are my wife; why must you treat me this way?

And just now, who was it—who is still protecting you, giving you such confidence!

The Sinclair Family?

Could it be Elias?

Recalling how Elias was just as anxious as he had been to find Vivian Sinclair last time, Austin Grant suddenly had the answer.

He got up and dialed Elias Sinclair’s number.

"Elias Sinclair, are you satisfied now?"

"You’ve backed Vivian Sinclair, causing her to become so rebellious, even proposing divorce when our Grant Family is struggling!"

"And she—she even aborted our child!"

"Elias Sinclair, this is the good daughter of the Sinclair Family, your good sister!"

Hanging up, Austin Grant furiously smashed the phone onto the ground.

"Vivian Sinclair, do you think you’ve completely controlled me?"

"This divorce, do you think you can get it so easily?"

Austin Grant returned to the Grant Family with a gloomy face.

He went to their bedroom on the second floor, but it was empty, without a trace of Vivian Sinclair’s belongings.

He called for Matron Warren: "Matron Warren, where are the Young Madam’s things?"

"The Young Madam’s things have long been moved out!"

Matron Warren felt a headache when she mentioned the Young Madam.

She replied cautiously, "Young Master, don’t you remember? The Young Madam hasn’t been staying in this bedroom for a while."

"Last time Miss Monroe came, you were the one who drove the Young Madam out of this room and gave it to Miss Monroe..."

Only then did Austin Grant remember this incident.

An expression of annoyance flashed across his face: "So, it’s for such a trivial matter?"

Matron Warren: "Well, the Young Madam moved to the first floor afterwards, you know, this is not a small matter... it was quite a scene that day..."

Austin Grant’s expression froze, then he glared fiercely at Matron Warren.

"Mind your own business!"

Then he remembered as he walked to the first floor: "Did she move to Grandma’s villa?"

Matron Warren: "Yes, indeed. Speaking of which, the Young Madam has lived in four places in this house."

A puzzled look flashed across Austin Grant’s eyes, and Matron Warren hurried to add, "Wasn’t there almost a time when she pitched a tent in the yard?"

Austin Grant found it quite laughable.

Vivian Sinclair was undoubtedly acting to show his father.

His father had clearly backed her, saying she was the only daughter-in-law of the Grant Family, yet why wasn’t she satisfied?

When Austin Grant hurried to the small villa in search of Vivian Sinclair’s little bedroom, the furnishings indeed still bore traces of her living there.

Yet her jewelry, her clothes, seemed to have all been left behind.

Austin Grant’s face turned pale: "You really want nothing..."

"Vivian Sinclair, you’re for real..."

Matron Warren saw the young master also acting all mysterious, and suddenly felt this family was done for.

She wondered whether she should look for another job ahead of time?

Having served in such a grand family, finding another high-ranking position shouldn’t be too difficult, right?

Just as Matron Warren’s thoughts drifted afar, Austin Grant had already angrily swept all the skincare products off Vivian Sinclair’s dressing table.

"Wine!"

"Bring me wine!"

By the time Theodore Grant returned in the evening with Austin Grant, Austin was already dead drunk.

He was clutching a bottle of foreign wine in the living room, slumped on the sofa, muttering in a drunken stupor: "Vivian... why are you so cruel to me..."

"Vivian... come back..."

"Come back!"

"Now our family has become like this..."

"It’s finally your turn to look down on me?"

"Vivian Sinclair... I hate you—"

"You heartless woman!"

Austin Grant had lived for twenty-eight years and, aside from Zoe Monroe’s sudden departure back then, he had never dared to openly get drunk and lose control at home like today.

Theodore Grant, seeing him in this embarrassing state again, was so infuriated that he swung at him with a slap.

"Look at the state you’re in!"

"You’ve messed up managing the company, didn’t even show up today, the internet is full of gossip about you and that woman named Monroe, the company’s stocks keep falling, do you have to ruin the entire Grant Family to be satisfied?"

Austin Grant, after taking a slap, finally sobered up a bit.

But when he glanced at Austin Grant, standing nearby with a smirk on his lips, his eyes immediately flared with anger.

He waved his father aside, shouting in anger: "What right do you have to interfere?"

"Back then, didn’t you almost divorce Mom for your so-called true love?"

"Isn’t this family today shattered because of your heartlessness?"

"You could pursue true love, but I can’t?"

"I merely love Zoe. What’s wrong with that?"

"Now you’re bringing your illegitimate son back, yet you’re accusing me? Dad, if you hadn’t forced me to marry Vivian Sinclair, I wouldn’t be heartbroken because of her today!"

"Why can’t you consider things from your son’s perspective?"

"Or in your heart, only Austin Grant is your son, and I’m not—"

Theodore Grant punched Austin Grant directly.

Knocking Austin to the ground, his mouth split open and blood flowed out.

Austin Grant immediately rushed forward to support Theodore: "Dad, don’t be upset."

"Brother is just drunk and didn’t mean to say those hurtful things."

However, hearing these words only intensified Austin’s resentment.

He got up and pushed Austin Grant away: "Who needs your kindness!?"

"What are you pretending here for?"

"Moreover, I’ve never acknowledged you as my brother!"

"This Grant Family doesn’t need two sons—"

Austin Grant looked shocked and hurt: "Brother, have you misunderstood something?"

"I’m not here to compete with you for anything."

"I just want to be with Dad."

"Over these years, you’ve monopolized the position of being Dad’s son, and I’ve never hated you."

"Even if the Grant Family never publicly acknowledges my identity in the future, I won’t hold any resentment."

"I just... just want to have a family..."

Austin Grant’s pupils suddenly shrunk.

At this moment, he had a feeling of familiarity.

But this feeling shouldn’t have been about him.

Just as he felt uneasy in his heart, Theodore Grant had already kicked him.

"Unfilial son!"

"Do my matters need your interference?"

"Austin is my son, and that’s an undeniable fact! What I owe him, I’ll compensate him fully."

"Position, reputation, wealth, none of what you’ve enjoyed alone over the years will be missing."

"Since you don’t want to be the Grant Family’s son anymore, then get out now!"

"I’ve already been thoroughly disappointed in you, and I don’t think you can bear the future responsibilities of the Grant Family."

"Get out!"

Austin Grant lay on the ground incredulously, staring at the father who once held high hopes for him, loved him dearly, and taught him with care.

Now, he was protecting another son, saying these cruel words to him.

Thinking about what he did to his mother just yesterday, Austin could only feel it was absurd and laughable.

"Haha..."

"Hahaha..."

"Turns out, the three of us are the real clowns."

"Turns out, you’re the most ruthless and heartless person in this family."

"Fine, I’m leaving."

"But before I go, I have good news for you, Father."

"I have divorced Vivian Sinclair."

"And the two precious grandchildren you’ve always dreamed of have been aborted by Vivian Sinclair."

"Dad, this house is clean now."

"Leave everything else to your most beloved younger son!"

After saying this, Austin Grant got up, wiped the icy tears from his face with a large hand.

Then he quickly left the Grant Family without looking back.

Theodore Grant, shocked by this news, clutched his discomforted heart and his vision went black as he fell headlong to the ground—