Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 592
Winona was the daughter of the Zelinsky family of Zovince. After getting
married in Yeringham, she had two sons with William Verkade. The eldest
was Gautier, who had always been clever and steady and thus had never
been a source of worry for her. Hubert, on the other hand, was a Mommy’s
boy who spent his life drinking and partying. He couldn’t even clean up his
own mess after getting into trouble, so he had always needed his mother
and brother to look after him.
In the eyes of others, Gautier was the pride of the Verkade family, whereas
any mention of Hubert would be met with disdainful laughter from everyone.
Therefore, everyone assumed that her favorite son had to be the former.
Unbeknown to them, in the eyes of Winona, Gautier was indeed mature,
steady, and likable, but he rarely opened his heart to her. On the contrary,
Hubert was good for nothing, but he was the one in whom she invested ten
times more affection and energy. In reality, Hubert was her actual favorite
and the apple of her eye!
Hubert wailed in Winona’s arms, “Mom, I got violated by several men, and it
got live–streamed.., Ah! I don’t want to live anymore! How am I supposed to
go on living?!” Tonight’s experience was absolutely the darkest chapter of his
life! His body was aching all over, while his psychological wound burned

within him like a dark flame. I can never hold my head up high anymore!
“How did this happen? How dare the Quillens do this to my son! I... I’ll never let
them off for this, even if I’ll have to risk my own life!” Winona gnashed her
teeth in hatred, her eyes red, her body shaking with rage; her round breasts
trembled violently under her thin shirt. This was every mother’s normal
reaction to seeing their son being bullied.
“That’s right! We mustn’t let the Quillens off for this! I must kill Emmanuel with
my own hands!” Hubert’s eyes gradually became bloodshot as well. With
tears and snot all over his hideous face, he looked like an ugly demon from
the deepest pit of hell.
Gautier kept watching this scene in silence from a corner of the living room.
He didn’t step forward, nor did he intend to say anything to comfort his
brother. Instead, he kept an expressionless face and was about to leave. The
moment he turned around, however, he noticed a middle–aged man with a
mustache standing behind him. “Dad!” he called the man.
“Uh–huh.” William nodded slightly. Cloaked in a long overcoat, he had an
unfathomable deepness about him, like a lake of which one could never see
the bottom. He asked Gautier, “Didn’t you attend the party at the Quillen
residence with your brother today? How did something like this happen to
him?”

“I don’t know either!” A bitter smile curved Gautier’s lip. “The Quillens didn’t
seem to welcome us very much, so I left in a hurry after toasting them. But
Hubert kept on pestering Mackenzie after that, so he ended up like this.”
William frowned while keeping his eyes fixed on Gautier. After that, he walked
out with a sullen face to check on his younger son.
Only then did Gautier walk out after him.
At seeing William, Winona immediately pressured him. “William, you must
avenge Hubert no matter what! I can never swallow such humiliation!”
“I got it!” There was no room for William to refuse either. By doing this, the
Quillens had no doubt declared war against the Verkades on all fronts. Now
that his son had been subjected to such outrageous humiliation at the
Quillen residence, the Verkades would no longer have the face to establish
themselves in Yeringham if they just stood by and did nothing. “We, the
Verkades, must take revenge for this! Even if we can’t, we’ll destroy the
Quillen family along with us!” Then, he kicked the coffee table next to the
couch, knocking it over and sending it rolling continuously on the floor.
Gautier, however, remained expressionless. He knew very well that emotions
sometimes didn’t mean power. The Verkades had tried various ways to deal
with the Quillens and Mackenzie, even going so far as to send hitmen after
them several times. If those tactics had worked, the Verkades wouldn’t be still

being bullied by the Quillens until now.