Chapter 217
To help Cameron find his way back into the upper echelons of society, Kristina cornered Griffin. “You’ve got plenty of kids, and sure, you love them all, but let’s not kid ourselves–Cameron’s your only legitimate son. If he’s spiraling, it makes you look bad.”
Griffin had always put his heart and soul into raising Cameron. Watching his son choose a path of self–destruction was a massive blow to him. Kristina’s assertive nature was a stark contrast to the more agreeable women Griffin was used to, which had only added fuel to their already strained relationship.
“I’ll give him another shot, but there’s a catch–we’re getting a divorce.” Griffin had been itching to make his mistress‘ status official, and he seized this moment to lay his cards on the table.
Kristina’s face turned ghostly white as she shook uncontrollably. The last time Griffin brought up divorce, she brushed it off as an outburst. But now, it was clear: Griffin had wanted her gone all along. Cameron’s success had been her saving grace, giving her some standing with Griffin. With Cameron’s downfall, Griffin saw no reason to keep her around.
ristina wanted to kick up a fuss, but she stopped herself. If she made a scene, Griffin would just stay with his mistress and ignore her completely, making her efforts as effective as punching air.
They’d been living apart for ages. The love was long gone. Playing the victim or trying to gain sympathy wasn’t going to move Griffin.
Why not use the divorce to give Cameron a fresh start?
“Fine, let’s divorce. But Cameron needs to be back as the heir to Dawson International.”
“Does he deserve it?” Griffin’s eyes were sharp, challenging her.
“Why wouldn’t he? Remember when you married me? The Dawson family was on the brink. I cut ties with my own family and brought my savings to you, giving you a shot at success. Now that you’re rolling in it, you forget that half of that wealth is mine? Can’t I use my half to get Cameron back in the game?” Kristina shot back, her voice trembling with anger.
Griffin chuckled, “You think half of what I earned belongs to you? That’s funny. The Dawson business was around before we got hitched, and you haven’t lifted a finger for this family since. The money you gave me back then, I’ve repaid tenfold in jewelry. Do you really think you can walk away with half of Dawson’s assets?”
Kristina was left speechless, staring at this cold–hearted man. This scene was eerily similar to Cameron’s divorce from Nathalie. Back then, Cameron had dismissed Nathalie with the same cold indifference, and her departure hadn’t dented his finances one bit.
Now, Kristina felt a pang of empathy for Nathalie.
“If you don’t want to, I’ll spill the beans about your affair,” Kristina threatened, her eyes blazing with desperation.
Griffin smirked, “You think that would bring me down? Without my say–so, who’d dare leak anything about me? They’d be signing their own death warrant.”
Kristina gritted her teeth. “Then I’ll refuse to divorce, and your son will forever be known as a bastard.”
Griffin’s eyes were icy, “Do what you want. We’ll remain separated for now. When the time’s right, I’ll file for divorce.” Then, he left without a backward glance.
Kristina crumpled to the floor, her heart throbbing with pain. She had no idea how long it took before she finally felt a semblance of
calm return.
