Chapter 4294

Married at First Sight – Chapter 4294
Pedro approached Holden, his expression cold and severe. Startled by the intensity in his eyes, Holden instinctively fell silent. But he quickly masked his fear, straightening up and glaring at Pedro. “What do you want?”

Pedro’s voice was icy. “Mr. Janzen, your sons are in prison. Your grandsons are still minors. Your daughters-in-law want nothing to do with you. Who do you think will take care of you in the future? Your eldest daughter recently asked me to send you a pension.”

Holden’s face darkened. “You think you can threaten me with money? I—I’m not afraid! I have plenty of money! I don’t need anyone’s help!”

But his voice lacked its earlier arrogance. He was clearly shaken.

“Mr. Janzen, I suggest you go home and accept reality. If you push your daughter too far, your sons’ sentences could get even worse.”

Holden opened his mouth to argue but hesitated. Deep down, he knew Pedro was right—his sons were in a terrible position.

As for his daughters-in-law, the eldest had already divorced. The other two had moved on without hesitation. At first, they entertained his requests for help, but soon, they stopped answering his calls altogether.

They even blamed his sons for their recklessness—for not thinking about their children, for destroying their futures. Now, his grandchildren would never be able to take civil service exams because of their fathers’ criminal records.

Not that their family had ever aspired to government jobs, but having no choice in the matter was far worse than choosing a different path.

Holden knew his daughters-in-law resented their husbands for cheating.

Hadn’t they forgiven them before?

They had acted like devoted wives. But the moment trouble struck, they washed their hands of it. None of them were willing to spend a dime on legal fees.
The grandchildren were too young to help. Though they had inherited property from their grandmother, they couldn’t access it—their mothers controlled it now. They had money, but no way to use it.

Holden realized he had no one to rely on. His daughters-in-law and grandchildren were out of the question.

If his sons received long sentences—ten years, maybe more—his pension wouldn’t be enough.

And Holden had no intention of dying anytime soon. He wanted to live another twenty, maybe even thirty years. He needed to secure his future.

Once he calmed down, he saw the truth—the only person he could turn to was Kathryn, the daughter he hated most.

She was the wealthiest among them. Even a small portion of her fortune would be enough for him to live comfortably.

But she wouldn’t give him much.

At best, she’d provide a few thousand dollars a month, just enough for basic expenses. If she gave him a lump sum, it wouldn’t be more than a few tens of thousands.

Maybe, if she was feeling generous, she’d offer a little more.

Holden’s face paled.

His anger and arrogance faded.

He looked like a wilted flower after the first frost.

Pedro spoke again. “Mr. Janzen, go home and enjoy your retirement. Yelling and cursing won’t get your sons out of prison. If you really want to help, hire a lawyer—that’s your only option. Or, if you’re willing, apologize to your eldest daughter on their behalf.”

Holden trembled, unable to respond.

After a long pause, he turned and walked away—defeated.

He returned to his hometown.

After all his struggles, he had done his duty as a father. But there was nothing more he could do.