Ms. Escape: Marrying to Run, Fighting to Rise Novel

Chapter 170 His Disdain Finished Curtis's expression didn't change . " I was on my honeymoon with my wife . You're telling me you dragged me all the way back here for this ? " He dropped into the chair with a lazy motion , grabbed the golden horse statue off Harold's desk , and started spinning it between his fingers . Harold snatched it from him , his jaw tight . He knew Curtis could crush it without thinking twice . " Your father called me yesterday , " Harold said . Curtis stayed quiet , his eyes cold . Harold sighed . " He might be in trouble . It's been years since he left .

He's still your father . His voice carried a trace of softness that hadn't been there before . Age had worn away his fire . Michael hadn't come home in decades . For him to reach out now - it meant something . And Harold wasn't as mad anymore . Curtis leaned back , his fingers tapping against the armrest . " I get it . You're a father . You care about your son . But everything the Lincolns have now ? I earned it . You don't get to give him my money . " Harold frowned . " You're being ridiculous . He's still family . " He didn't need Curtis's money to help Michael . He had enough of his own .

But hearing Curtis speak that way made his chest tighten . Curtis's mouth twisted into a cold smirk . " That man destroyed someone's life . Her life . He walked out with nothing , bragging he didn't need a dime . Now he's back , begging for help ? " He had nothing but disdain for that man . His voice dropped lower , colder . " He made his choice . He can live with it . " Curtis stood in silence for a few seconds before rising to his feet . " Grandpa , I'm doing better than he ever did .

If I ever decide to walk away from the Lincolns , I'll never come crawling back like he did ." Harold's heart sank . He knew Curtis wasn't bluffing . He had raised that boy . He knew that tone . It wasn't defiance . It was a promise . 1/4 8:44 Sat , Jan 10 ... Chapter 170 His Disdain Curtis's words were clear . If Michael came back , he would leave . Finished Harold stared at him , the weight of years pressing on his chest . Curtis wasn't that reckless kid anymore . He had grown colder , sharper . If Michael hadn't run when he did , Curtis might have finished him off .

" I'm not asking you to let him come home , " Harold said finally , his voice low . " He called me . He's in trouble . He's in Haldoria now . He's got another family . A son . The boy's 19. Curtis , that kid didn't do anything wrong . " Harold , you've gone senile . But that boy is also your grandson , yes . Curtis ' chest burned like someone had reached in and twisted it . The pain was deep , locked inside , where no one could touch it . " Do whatever you want ," he said coldly . His hand twitched against the armrest , his fingertips going numb . " I don't care .

" If Harold had wanted peace , he should've kept his mouth shut . " Curtis , " Harold said softly , " it's been years . You still can't forgive him ? " Curtis let out a laugh , short and sharp . " Forgive him ? " His voice turned hard . " He doesn't deserve that word . " He turned toward the door . " We're done . If you don't have anything else , I'm leaving ." Harold didn't stop him right away . But as Curtis reached the door , he said , " At least see him . Give him some money . That's all I ask .' Curtis's laugh was cold . He knew exactly who Michael was .

If he'd reached out after all these years , it wasn't for money . Not just money . He's coming with a plan . " When he ran from the Lincolns , the company was collapsing , " Curtis said , his voice dark . " We were drowning in debt . Billions of dollars . He didn't walk away because of pride . He ran because he was scared . Because he didn't want to face what he caused . " He lifted his gaze , the anger burning clear in his eyes . " A man with no courage , no talent , and no honor doesn't get to 2/4 8:44 Sat , Chapter 170 His Disdain come back pretending none of it happened .

" His breath came faster . 99 Finished It had been years since rage had hit him like this , heavy and suffocating . His pulse hammered in his ears . His hands trembled , every muscle coiled tight . He tried to calm down . He wanted to stay still . But his body refused to obey . " The Lincolns and the Lincoln Group wouldn't even exist today without the Bartons . Without me , " Curtis said , his tone sharp enough to cut glass . " Every piece of this empire came from my hands . " The words hung heavy in the room , cruel but true .

He was the one who had filled the holes , who had rebuilt what was left of the Lincolns ' wreckage . He was the one who'd dragged the Lincoln Group from ashes and forced it back to life . And now that man wanted to stroll back in and enjoy what he'd sweated blood to create ? " He's your father ! " Harold barked , his palm slamming against the desk so hard the sound shook the room . Curtis gave a bitter laugh . He didn't argue . He knew the old man's heart wasn't strong enough for a fight . That disastrous marriage years ago had been Harold's doing .

And Curtis - his whole life - was just the result of that mistake . Sure , Michael had wanted out . The Lincolns were suffocating . But now he wanted back in ? Not while Curtis still breathed . " As long as I'm here , " Curtis said coldly , locking eyes with Harold , " he's not coming back . " " This family doesn't revolve around you ! " Harold shouted again , his hand striking the desk one more time . Curtis didn't move . He could see it clearly now in Harold's expression . The man wasn't testing him . He'd already made his decision .

He wanted Michael - and that shiny new family of his - back under the Lincoln roof . The thought burned through Curtis's chest like acid . His throat tightened , and each breath felt Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella's storytelling style is immersive and addictive-perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.