Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 345

Marcus had already started barking orders.

The “little maid” he referred to was none other than the girl he’d slept with after being set up at a nightclub—his secret fling.

Easton’s eyes grew darker with every passing second, but Marcus was too caught up in himself to notice.

“And another thing—the housekeeper needs to find me one, too. After all, we’re the ones running the Lynch Corporation now, right?” Marcus sneered at the Lynch family’s housekeeper. “We can’t keep leeches like that around.”

Easton just stared at Marcus, his face unreadable.

“Did you hear me? Get to it.” Marcus was growing impatient.

Easton finally spoke, his tone calm. “Dad, since you don’t hold any shares in the Lynch family, it’s time you stopped taking advantage of us. Just go home and live quietly with Mom.”

Marcus looked stunned, as if he hadn’t heard right. “What did you just say?”

“Dad, go back to the fishing village, settle down with Mom. Samuel from the village contacted me a while back—he told me you secretly gambled away nearly a hundred grand and lost. He’s already pressed charges. You’d better go back and pay off your debts before it’s too late. Otherwise, you’ll be blacklisted for bad credit—no flights, trains, or even rental cars. The rest of your life, you’ll be stuck in the village with Mom. Accept it.”

Easton turned to the housekeeper. “Please escort my father to the airport and make sure he leaves.”

Marcus was shaking all over, staring at Easton in disbelief. “What is this? You ungrateful brat, what’s this supposed to mean? I raised you, and now you’re teaming up with outsiders to get rid of me? Easton! You little bastard!”

The housekeeper nodded at the security guards, who grabbed Marcus and dragged him away. He kept shouting curses as he was hauled out of the house.

After the funeral, Tyrone and Alicia stayed at the Lynch family estate. With the old man gone, there was a mountain of things to handle—settling the inheritance, managing the household, tying up loose ends.

Easton didn’t linger. Prodded by the company’s higher-ups, he headed straight to Lynch Corporation. Even without total control, as the new head of the family, it was his duty to steady the ship during the storm.

At the board meeting, Easton handled himself with surprising poise. The boy everyone had dismissed as inexperienced ended the day with the entire room in awe. They all agreed—this kid was destined for greatness.

Even Tyrone’s own allies at the company secretly shot him video messages: You’d better watch out for Easton. Don’t let him get too powerful.

There was no denying it—Easton had all the makings of a young Tyrone. But there was something more, too. A hardness in him, a ruthless edge Tyrone himself had always kept buried, hidden away since childhood.