Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

Vernon had 101 ways to exploit his Big brother's vulnerable state right now.

Vincent must've had a lot on his mind, and he got frustrated when he couldn't solve any problem quickly. It was the perfect time for Vernon to start thinking about a counterattack, maybe taking more of his Big bro's business partners under his wing or putting even more people inside the Gray mansion and Vincent's own mansion.

He was certain that Vincent wouldn't notice a thing or even care about those 'menial' things when he had a lot of stuff on his mind.

'He's also even more unstable after Chloe left. He can claim that Chloe doesn't affect him. But he grows increasingly unbearable and ruthless to people around him. He becomes more of a madman,' Vernon thought. 'I guess it can't be helped. I was also easily irritated and prone to temper before I reunited with her.'

Vernon knew this was the right time to start planning for his next move against his Big bro.

But there was something else much more important disturbing his mind, and it absolutely ruined his mood right now.

'I hate to admit that Chloe wins the bet,' Vernon fussed. 'That old bitch actually never told Vincent about my relationship with Chloe, and also fulfilled her promise to go against her own favorite son to help us, to help me….'

Vernon gritted his teeth in silence. He couldn't imagine himself forgiving Dorothea. He'd rather kill that old bitch, so she'd never enter his life with Chloe again.

He could do that, in fact, but he cared a lot for Chloe's opinion.

He had done everything for Chloe up to this point, so he couldn't afford the possibility of Chloe hating him for killing that heroin-addicted old woman.

Vernon watched his Big bro, who was busy on his phone. He called someone called Nigel and told him to come to the office as soon as possible.

"Who's Nigel, Big bro?" Vernon asked.

"The manager who handles the Gray foundation. He is Dorothea's direct subordinate and also the one who got the call from that witch," Vincent informed. "You should stick around longer, Vernon. Let's interrogate Nigel about Dorothea, maybe you can help me to find her. I'd appreciate your help finding Dorothea more than finding Chloe."

"And why so?"

"Because Chloe is mine," Vincent claimed without hesitation. "I know that you're trying to help me. But I don't want her to get touched or even talk to you. Because she might use her pussy to seduce you instead. She's a cheap whore after all."

Vernon started to get used to Vincent's slander over his beloved woman. Chloe was NOT a cheap whore. She was, in fact, the kindest woman that Vernon had ever met in his life, before and after he lived in Europe.

He was still angry about the slander, but he was able to contain his rage inside his heart, so Vincent wouldn't suspect him.

It took at least thirty minutes before the door was knocked, and a man called Nigel entered the office.

He was a young man in his late twenties, well-dressed like a geek with big framed glasses and a sweater. He was checking his tote bag as he entered Vincent's office.

He stood right in the middle of the room, under the scrutinizing gaze of two Gray brothers. Funnily enough, he didn't look scared even though he was facing the ruthless Vincent Gray.

"Good morning, Sir. I'm here to answer all of your questions regarding the scholarship fund that gets withheld for three months."

Vincent and Vernon glanced at each other briefly before nodding in tacit understanding.

"Tell us about Dorothea's instruction," Vernon asked first.

"Madam Gray told me to withhold all scholarship funds for three months straight, so nobody will get their scholarship for December-January-February. It will return to the regular schedule in March."

"Can you reverse this? Or did Dorothea actually take all the scholarship fund for herself?" Vincent asked.

"No, Sir. Madam Gray didn't take any money from the foundation. Unfortunately, I cannot reverse this because all the funds have been directed towards disaster relief, we cannot take those money back, Sir."

"USELESS!" Vincent shouted. He got annoyed with the fact that Dorothea gave him no way out. So all he could do was endure those phone calls from business partners and investors for three months until things went back to normal.

"My apology, Sir. But I cannot do anything now. All I can do is to put up a public announcement regarding the condition. I can say there is a slight mismanagement, or we can put someone to blame for corruption perhaps, people will sympathize more if you say there is corruption in the Gray foundation and the company is trying to investigate."

"Yes, do that," Vincent said. "Put the blame on someone in the Gray foundation and fire him. Give him compensation to shut him up, so he won't talk bullshit in the media to challenge our announcement."

"Yes, Sir," Nigel agreed.

Vernon was listening to the conversation the whole time. He found it terrifying how easily his Big brother instructed his subordinate to frame someone to save his perfect image in public.

"Is there anything I can help before I leave, Sir?" Nigel offered as they continued with the investigation.

Vincent had already been informed about this problem before. He just told Nigel to come so they could solve this problem faster by communicating directly.

"You can go now," Vincent said.

"Yes, Sir," Nigel was about to turn around when Vernon suddenly interrupted.

"Wait!"

Nigel and Vincent darted their eyes toward Vernon at the same time, and they waited for him to speak, "It's about Dorothea. Did she say something when she gave you the instruction? Is there a reason for her doing this?"

"Nothing in particular, Sir," Nigel replied. "I asked if she is certain of this instruction, knowing the backlash that will happen in the social media and the fact this instruction is irreversible. But she said that she will take responsibility for everything."