Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook
Chapter 1886

As Alexis lay on the ground, Henley quickly rushed to his side, supporting his arm and back, and asked with concern, “Father, are you alright?”

Alexis wasn’t about to claim he was fine.

He exaggerated his pain!

He moaned.

“Oh, my chest hurts terribly.

I fear it may have damaged something internally… Oh… Oh…”

Alexis groaned dramatically, and Henley joined in, pointing at Mitchel.

“You’ve really gone too far.

My father took care of you for years.

How can you stand by and let your men attack him?”

Mitchel’s lips twitched into a smirk, replying, “Isn’t this simply getting what he deserves?”

With a cold chuckle, Mitchel gazed at Henley and Alexis.

“You and your father are both thieves.

He’s the one who really hurt my grandfather after all these years of trust!”

Unable to stand the accusation, Henley lunged at Mitchel, aiming to grab Mitchel by the collar and teach him a lesson.

Surely, Henley thought, the weak Mitchel would be no match for him.

Alexis, clutching his chest and gasping, held Henley back.

He felt it was better if he alone played the clown and the scoundrel.

He wished for Henley to preserve his refined appearance.

“You unfilial son, now that your grandfather is gone, you think you are beyond control.

” Alexis breathed heavily.

“Alright, so be it.

Today, in front of everyone, we, the Dixon family, officially cut all ties with Mitchel.

Hear me? You’re on your own now!”

Then, Alexis ordered, “Get him out of our family.

Since he’s acting out, don’t blame me if I have to act tough.

Kick him out now, especially since the wedding expenses came from our Dixon accounts.

”

At this, Katie paled, her expression filled with alarm.

“Alexis, you mustn’t do this!” She didn’t want her wedding to become a spectacle.

Alexis then feigned a broken heart.

“Katie, I don’t want to be harsh, but he has hurt me deeply.

He shows no remorse or willingness to apologize, and he dares to slander me!”

Alexis clutched at his chest, seeking sympathy.

“I, Alexis Dixon, have lived with integrity for fifty years.

He can’t just slander me as he wishes.

He must…”

Mitchel interrupted Alexis’ theatric speech, his eyes scornful.

“The name Alexis Dixon.

You don’t deserve to use it, Mr.

Darin Rayne!”

The constant repetition of “Mr.

Darin Rayne” resonated with the audience.

Why did Mitchel persist in calling Alexis by Darin Rayne?

What could this imply?

As everyone’s focus returned to the stage, Mitchel clarified coldly, “As a child, you were abandoned on the streets due to illness and were fortuitously discovered by my grandfather.

Noticing a slight resemblance to my biological father, my grandfather took you in.

”

Afterward, a fortune-teller warned of disasters in your life that only a family from our world could prevent.

Feeling sorry for you, my grandfather agreed and declared you his own.

When you were under my grandfather’s care for thirteen years, my parents passed away in a car crash.

I was just a baby at the time.

When you noticed my grandfather’s pity for me, you quickly offered to take me in, saying it was for my own good, based on what another fortune-teller had said.

“You were just looking out for yourself and aiming to use me to guarantee your spot as the Dixon family’s sole heir.

I suspect your abrupt withdrawal last time was because Beuford confronted you with this truth.

”

Mitchel’s revelation left everyone speechless.

They had come to witness a lavish, routine wedding, yet found themselves amid a series of shocking disclosures.

It turned out that Alexis was not a blood Dixon but an adopted child, while Mitchel was the true grandson.