Summary of Chapter 737 – A pivotal chapter in Revenge is My Love Language by Arlene Zade
The chapter Chapter 737 is one of the most intense moments in Revenge is My Love Language, written by Arlene Zade. With signature elements of the Romance genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Anastasia's breath caught in her throat, anger flaring up inside her. She wanted nothing more than to storm out and give Ryan a piece of her mind.
How could he say something so cruel to his own son?!
Her worried and pained gaze immediately returned to Harrison.
"Mr. Lancaster certainly seems to care about that son of yours," Harrison said mockingly. "But unfortunately, not just anyone can waltz into the Lancaster Group."
Victor jumped in, "Oh, Ryan, I have to say, this is a bit much. No matter how much you spoil Lennon, you can't forget his status! If changing a last name was all it took to become a Lancaster and enjoy the family's perks, there'd be a line out the door!"
Then he turned to Harrison with a smile. "Harrison, my Simon is different from Lennon. Even though he didn't grow up in the Lancaster family, he's my own son, your cousin. You can ignore Lennon, but you have to arrange a position for Simon, right?"
"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, Victor."
Victor's smile froze. "Harrison! Think this through. I came to ask you myself, and you won't even show me that much respect?!"
He'd clearly overestimated his own importance. If Harrison wouldn't even give his own father, Ryan, any face, what chance did Victor have?
Harrison didn't want to waste any more time on these so-called elders. He said curtly, "Logan, show them out."
Ryan and Victor were escorted out unceremoniously.
Watching Ryan's retreating back, Anastasia couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Victor was so angry he was ready to start cursing, yet Ryan, who had just been publicly disrespected by his own son, seemed remarkably calm.
If she had to describe it, Anastasia felt Ryan was like a pool of stagnant water, indifferent to everything. Nothing seemed to stir his emotions. Even when he'd gotten angry and scolded his son for Susan's sake at the family estate, his anger had felt superficial.
Anastasia looked away, still confused.

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