Chapter 387 Destined to be Rivals
Shawn’s home decoration was minimalistic–pure and stark. Black, white, and gray dominated the space with the only touch of color coming from a few green plants.
The moment Kelly stepped inside, she felt it: cold.
Not in temperature, but in spirit. The house felt lifeless, like no one truly lived there.
“What’s this, a funeral home chic?” Zev’s mouth was as sharp as ever. The moment he walked in, he started criticizing Shawn’s style.
His gaze landed on a large painting hanging on the wall–some bold piece of postmodern art. He couldn’t understand it, yet he criticized it anyway. “What even is that? Looks unlucky.”
Shawn’s face darkened. If it weren’t for his upbringing, he might’ve already thrown a punch.
Not that he could win in a fight anyway.
Zev, grinning wickedly, flopped onto the sleek sofa. “You know what this is? Widow vibes. It screams you will be alone forever. No wonder you’re single.”
As Shawn poured Kelly a glass of water, his grip tightened so hard his knuckles turned white.
Kelly watched, slightly worried he might shatter the glass in his hand.
“Mmm, Zev, why don’t you go cook something?” Kelly suggested, pointing toward the open–concept kitchen.
It was spotless. Not a single trace of grease or food stains. Clearly, Shawn had never used it.
The fridge was cleaner than a showroom model.
Zev scoffed. “This kitchen? Brand new, huh? Never been used. And now you want my wife to cook for you? What’s your intention?”
Shawn gritted his teeth. “I already asked my assistant to buy groceries. Can you shut up for five minutes?”
His head was pounding.
Probably from the aftereffects of anesthesia. Everything felt like it was buzzing.
“Know why you’re always feeling weak? No exercise, You lack masculinity. You’re all pale and have kidney deficiency at such a young age. Anyone who ends up with you might as well be a nun.” Zev kept going, milking every chance to mock him.
Crash! The water glass slipped from Shawn’s hand and shattered on the floor.
He had officially lost it.
“See? Can’t even hold a glass. You have kidney deficiency for sure. I’m telling y weak.” Zev mocked him smugly./
your whole system is
“Zev, seriously. Are you done?” Kelly–rubbed her temples and warned him not to start another fight.
Zev huffed and sank into the couch.
Chapter 387 Destined to be Rivals
“Don’t mind him. Just sit and rest. Drink some water. When the assistant gets here, he can cook, Kelly gently, trying to cool things down.
“If he’s cooking. I’m skipping dinner. I don’t have a death wish. Shawn was mad he just wanted Zevou of his sight.
But Zev, still lounging on the couch, had more to say. “With this interior design, if you did kick the bucket at least you’d save money on the funeral setup.
Shawn had reached his limit; he stood up to confront Zev.
Kelly quickly grabbed his arm. “You can’t win the fight. Don’t even try.
That only made Shawn freeze–and somehow, even angrier.
Just then, the assistant arrived with groceries. The moment he saw Zev inside, his jaw nearly dropped.
“I’ll cook,” Zev offered, reaching for the groceries.
The assistant was shaking in fear as he turned to Shawn. “M–Mr. Wagner…
“I’ve got it,” Kelly said helplessly. She took the bag and shot Zev a warning glare before heading to the kitchen.
Zev looked at Shawn arrogantly. “She just wants to spare me the work. That’s love.”
Shawn ignored him and sat back down, fuming.
The assistant took one look around and bolted.
Zev leaned back and watched Shawn carefully. “You worked so hard to strut into Seaville, made a big splash, and competed with me at every turn. Just like that, you’re stepping back? A sick leave? What is this- protesting against my uncle or cooking up some hidden plan?” Zev was fishing.
He genuinely didn’t understand why Shawn would choose to disappear now.
Zev thought Patrick’s move would turn Shawn into a volcano. He would quietly take over the Wagner Group before turning against his old man and going head–to–head with Zev.
That’s how it always went in novels, after all.
But Shawn had gone completely off script. Not only had he taken a long leave, he’d also let go of his trump. card–Clarissa.
Zev didn’t get it.
“Don’t get cocky, Zev,” Shawn said coldly. “With your talent and ability, I’ll probably live long enough to watch you run Lockhart Group straight into the ground.”
“Unlikely,” Zev said with a shrug. “My parents didn’t stick around long, but they left me a solid foundation. You could live three lifetimes and still not see me lose it all.”
He was flaunting the legacy Helena and Sylvester left him.
“But even the strongest dam can collapse from a single crack. Zev, you’re such a fool.” Shawn’s tone was icy, but he smiled faintly. “Big trees rot from within.”
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He was warning Zev–there were termites inside the company.
* Pearis
Zev met his gaze, cold and indifferent. “Don’t worry. The termites you and Clarissa planted? I’ll find them. One by one. And root them out.”
Shawn gave him a look of equal frost, with a smirk that cut deep. “I’ll be watching as you lose everything*
Zev shrugged again. “Well, I’m in luck, already enjoying the show–you’re the punchline today.”
“Zev, do you know what your biggest weakness is?” Shawn lifted another glass and took a sip. “It’s love. And family. And friendship.
“To really destroy someone, you don’t hit them all at once. You chip away at everything they care about until there’s nothing left. That’s how you make someone harmless.” He stared at Zev, his expression filled with something that looked almost like pity. “I feel sorry for you. But the people you can’t protect? I’ll take them. Because I’m better for her and more suitable than you are.”
Shawn made a war declaration to win Kelly’s heart.
It wasn’t the first time Shawn had declared he’d steal Kelly’s heart. But this time, it wasn’t just about beating
Zev.
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