Chapter 4002
**Married At First Sight – Chapter 4002**
In the Janzen family, Holden was the one everyone admired. When he returned to his family’s old estate, he could hold his head high, much like a victorious general returning from battle. The Janzen estate was a self-built villa that featured a swimming pool, basketball court, garden, and pavilion. While it didn’t rival the grandeur of the Farrell family mansion, in their hometown, Holden’s home was regarded as a symbol of luxury.
As he lounged in the yard, basking in the sun, Holden heard a car approaching. He turned to the nanny who was attending to him and said, “Please check who’s here. It might be the young masters.” The nanny nodded and stepped outside.
Moments later, Holden saw his three sons walking toward him, one after the other. His initial response was a deep frown, followed by a long sigh. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he felt a familiar pang of disappointment. In that moment, he understood why his late wife had often expressed impatience and distress regarding their sons; these three were a constant source of concern.
He had analyzed their situation repeatedly, urging them to let go of their obsession with the Farrell Group. He explained time and again that if they focused on building their lives in their hometown, they could still lead prosperous lives. However, they never listened. During the New Year, he had taken them back to their hometown, hoping they would finally see reason. For a brief moment, he thought they had. But as soon as the Farrell Group resumed work after the holidays, the three sons returned to Jensburg.
Holden was so furious that he spent hours venting his frustrations at home. To make matters worse, his “ungrateful” daughter announced that the Farrell family and the Farrell Group would officially be handed over to Liberty.
after the New Year. If no one contested this, Liberty would assume leadership of the Farrell family. Given the long-standing feud between their families, Holden understood that Liberty would not make life easy for his sons. Kathryn, who hadn’t grown up with them and held different values, had allied herself with Liberty. Her loyalty to him, along with the respect she commanded in Wiltspoon, had guaranteed that Liberty’s ascent to power went unchallenged.
“Dad.”
“Dad.”
As he heard his sons greet him one after the other, Holden’s expression darkened. His age-lined face twisted into a scowl as he remarked, “Shouldn’t you three be working? It’s the start of a new year—what are you doing here? Or has the Farrell Group decided to grant you an extended vacation?”
His tone was sharp, tinged with sarcasm.
Marco, the eldest, took a seat beside him. Sage, the youngest, shot a glance at the nanny and signaled for her to leave, not wanting her to overhear their discussion.
Once the nanny departed, Sage was the first to break the silence. “Dad, enough with the sarcasm. You need to intervene and handle your precious daughter and those old folks. None of them are on our side.”
Noel, the middle son, added, his frustration clear in his voice. “We’ve approached them privately. We promised them a lot—offered benefits, gave them generous New Year gifts—and they seemed ready to support us. But the moment they faced Kathryn and Liberty, they folded faster than a cheap chair. There was no resistance whatsoever.”
The three brothers had hoped to garner support against Liberty’s rise to power. They had reached out to the older generation of the clan, presenting bribes disguised as holiday gifts and promises of future rewards. For a brief moment, it appeared they had succeeded. But when it came time
In terms of action, their so-called allies showed no resolve. The brothers were furious. Not only had their efforts failed, but the money they had spent was wasted. “They accepted everything we offered but didn’t lift a finger to help,” Noel said, his voice rising. “Did Liberty promise them more than we did? If that’s the case, they should at least return what we provided. Taking our benefits and doing nothing—what kind of loyalty is that?” The frustration in the room was tangible. Their plan had backfired spectacularly, leaving the brothers seething over their squandered resources and sense of betrayal.