Chapter 246 Wearing a Green Hat
Chapter 246 Wearing a Green Hat
He handed over a brown paper envelope with a divorce agreement inside. Matthew had already signed the last page.
There was a sticky note clipped to the agreement with just one line: "Emmie, I'm sorry."
Emily read it, stayed quiet for a moment, then pulled a pen from her bag and signed her name on the divorce papers.
She gave the agreement to her assistant, turned around, and got in the car.
Alex stood nearby watching the whole thing without saying a word. After she signed, he reached over and put his arm around her shoulders.
Alex had a strong body and could walk again after just a couple weeks of rest.
The day after his stitches came out, he put on a clean suit and showed up at the entrance of Baker Corporation.
A shareholders' meeting was happening in the conference room. Tyler, dressed in a sharp suit, sat at the head of the table giving his "inauguration speech" with a smug look. Grace sat next to him, smiling brightly. Some shareholders looked unhappy, while others kept their anger to themselves.
The conference room door was pushed open from outside.
Alex walked in, and the whole room went dead silent.
Tyler's words got stuck in his throat, and the smile on his face froze like someone hit pause.
Grace's face went from red to white to green in seconds, like a color palette.
"Mr. Baker?"
"Mr. Baker, are you okay?"
"I knew Mr. Baker would be fine—he's got good luck!"
"Alex, you're finally back. You have no idea how messed up Baker Corporation got because of these two."
The shareholders who were just crowding around Tyler and Grace now rushed back to Alex's side, asking about his health and complaining about Grace and Tyler.
Grace and Tyler stood at the other end of the table, their faces dark.
All the control they'd worked so hard to build over the past few weeks fell apart the moment Alex showed up.
Alex sat down in the main seat and glanced at Grace and Tyler. His tone was casual. "Heard you're picking a new CEO today? Go ahead, I'll watch."
The room was completely silent.
The shareholders who had just sworn to support Tyler now kept their eyes down, wishing they could disappear.
"Why'd you stop?" Alex tapped his fingers on the table. "Bob, weren't you just saying you wanted to make Tyler the CEO? What's your reason? Let's hear it."
Bob, who'd been called out, started sweating and couldn't get a full sentence out.
"Since no one's pushing for a new CEO, I'll keep the job," Alex said, standing up and tossing a document on the table. "But before we continue the meeting, there's something to handle first."
He waved toward the door.
Two men in black suits walked in and headed straight for Tyler and Grace.
"What are you doing?" Grace screamed.
"Sending you where you belong," Alex said, his voice ice-cold.
"You can't do this—it's illegal!"
"Talking law with me on my turf? That's naive," Alex said with a smile. "What are you waiting for? Take them away."
Grace's face lost all color.
Tyler tried to fight back but got pinned to the floor by Alex's men. His knees hit the ground with a dull thud.
Alex didn't even spare him another glance.
Grace and Tyler were dragged out of the conference room. "Let me go, Alex! Alex, we have a son together—can't you let me off this one time for the kid's sake?"
"Alex, you'll regret this!"
"Alex, you won't die a good death!"
"You better not fall into my hands! Ahhh! Alex!" Grace's screams echoed down the hallway for a long time before fading.
The shareholders in the room didn't dare make a sound, keeping their heads down and pretending to look at their papers.
Alex looked around and said in his usual calm tone, "Alright, the irrelevant people are gone. Let's get back to business."
He pulled out the main chair and sat down, starting the meeting like nothing had happened.
While he was away, some company matters had piled up. Just dealing with those would take a week.
That night, Grace and Tyler were shoved into a car and sent straight to the airport.
Alex even sent people to keep an eye on them.
"Make sure they stay put. Someone's watching them 24/7."
After the assistant finished reporting, he added carefully, "Mr. Baker, the people over there asked how long we need to watch them."
"Until they're dead," Alex said, flipping through documents without looking up.
"What about their living situation…"
"Just enough food to keep them alive. Don't let them starve."
After dealing with Grace and Tyler, Alex had Michael dig into their background to see when they'd started working together.
The investigation turned up more than he expected.
Tyler and Grace had been together much earlier than he thought—back when Grace was still with him.
Alex started to wonder if the child was even his or Tyler's.
He had Lorenzo take a paternity test. When the results came back, he laughed in anger.
"I wore that green hat for so long and raised someone else's kid."
"Fine. If they want to scheme against me, I won't make it easy for them."
He had someone send Grace and Tyler an extra "gift" in Northern Europe.
He got someone to tempt Tyler into gambling. At first Tyler didn't want to, but nothing was going his way, so he figured one bet might help him relax. He actually won some money.
Once he got hooked, he ended up losing everything.
But he was already in too deep. To make money fast, he sold Grace, and the money went straight into his losses.
On top of that, the injection Alex had given them wasn't ordinary—it created a strong dependency. When the effects kicked in, it felt like being eaten alive by ants, worse than death.
Tyler tried to use drugs to ease the pain, but during a withdrawal episode, he lost control and got into a fight at a bar. He was beaten by a group of people, hit his head on the steps, and died on the spot.
When the assistant passed the news to Alex, he was signing documents in his office.
After hearing it, he just said, "They brought this on themselves. Tell the people watching them to pull back."
From then on, all the mess and bad people disappeared from his and Emily's world.
Every day after that was a good day.
What he didn't expect was that bad things don't stay buried forever. The good days had barely started before trouble showed up again.