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Chapter 80
Lin Qiang’s face was twisted with fury as he raged at his father, the once-respected patriarch of the Lin family, now reduced to a helpless, frail figure. The slap after slap echoed through the room, and each strike made Lin Xiao’s heart ache, not just from the physical pain but from the betrayal and sorrow that this son, the one he had raised and nurtured, had become.
Lin Qiang was lost in his own world of anger and frustration, his mind unable to process the shocking series of events that had just unfolded. The calls from the directors, the bank’s sudden demands, and the financial setbacks—all of it seemed like a nightmare that wouldn’t end. He had boasted just hours ago about the impending success of the Lin Group, about how he was going to build an empire. Now, his grip on the Lin Group was slipping faster than he could control, and the worst part was he didn’t understand why.
“Why is everything falling apart?!” Lin Qiang shouted again, as if expecting someone to answer him. He was desperate, but the more he shouted, the clearer it became that no one could save him now.
His gaze flickered back to Lin Xiao, who was still lying in the chair, the old man’s face now marked with the red imprints of his son’s slaps. Lin Xiao’s eyes, full of quiet fury and disbelief, met Lin Qiang’s. The deep resentment that had been building up inside Lin Xiao over the years seemed to surface now. He had been a strong, influential man in his prime, and seeing his own bloodline crumble before him—without any respect, without any sign of remorse—was enough to crush him.
But now, in the face of this uncontrollable chaos, Lin Xiao couldn’t help but wonder if the family had already passed the point of no return. His regret for trusting Lin Qiang with the family business was overwhelming. The man who had been once so respectful, so obedient, now seemed like a stranger driven only by greed and ambition, and his actions today proved how far that ambition had taken him from the values that had once made the Lin Group successful.
“I was wrong… I should have seen this coming,” Lin Xiao thought, his thoughts heavy with sorrow. The deep pain of knowing that his legacy would be tainted by his son’s decisions consumed him. But despite all his regret, Lin Xiao’s body was too weak to do anything. His fury, too, was a silent one, just as his life had become—a slow, painful watch of his empire crumbling.
Meanwhile, Lin Qiang was too consumed by his rage to care about his father’s suffering. He wanted answers, someone to blame, anyone but himself. His frustration turned to venomous hatred.
“Lin Wen, Lin Yuzhen, I want both of you to die!” Lin Qiang howled, as if the very thought of their continued success was a personal affront to his ego.
He didn’t understand. He had been so sure that he would rise to the top. His disdain for Lin Yuzhen and Lin Wen had clouded his judgment, and he had underestimated the forces that were working against him. But now, he was reaping the consequences of his own arrogance, and it was too late to undo the damage.
As Lin Qiang stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him, Lin Xiao was left alone in his quiet despair. The violent reality of his son’s actions had shattered any hope of reconciliation. There would be no more fatherly guidance, no more family unity. Lin Xiao’s final moments of power, control, and respect had been stripped away. His only solace was that Lin Qiang’s downfall was inevitable. He couldn’t escape his fate, nor could he escape the bitter truth: his son had been his greatest mistake.
