Rebirth Swapped Bride; Married to the Ruthless Cursed Billionaire Chapter 459: The downfall of the Mega family

That’s right.

Madam ga collapsed to the ground, her face ashen.

Deep down, she knew Mr. ga was right.

Neither her father nor her family would recklessly go to war with the ga family for the sake of a daughter who had been married off decades ago.

And now that they had already accepted the ga family’s compensation, it was even less likely.

She had been abandoned.

The realization struck her like a bolt of lightning, and suddenly, she let out a bitter laugh, her body trembling with the force of it.

In that mont, she felt an overwhelming sorrow—not just for herself, but for the vast majority of won in this world.

After marriage, a woman’s marital ho was never truly hers, and neither was her birth family.

"We’ve lived under the sa roof for over twenty years, after all.

The ga family won’t be completely heartless," Grandma ga said coolly, her gaze fixed on Madam ga’s disheveled state.

"We’ve already prepaid fifty years’ worth of dical expenses at the psychiatric hospital.

At the very least, you won’t have to worry about food or shelter for the rest of your life."

She continued to idly twirl the string of bodhi beads in her hand, the picture of detached indifference.

No one would have guessed she was the mastermind behind it all.

A psychiatric hospital?

No worries about food and shelter?

Madam ga’s smile slowly froze on her face.

For the first ti, she truly understood how venomous this old woman’s words could be beneath her pious facade.

A sense of helplessness, mingled with despair, robbed her of all words and reason, leaving her face ashen.

Grandma ga turned slightly toward the butler and spoke indifferently.

"Have soone take her away."

"Yes," the butler nodded and opened the door. "You two—co in and escort Madam to the car."

"Understood."

The two bodyguards waiting outside imdiately stepped in and moved toward Madam ga.

She made no attempt to resist, only turning her gaze toward grandma ga and her son.

"Karma will find you.

The entire ga family will pay for this."

How dare this wretched woman still talk back at a ti like this?!

Mr. ga pressed his lips together, his brows knitting in displeasure.

But grandma ga remained expressionless, her eyes utterly unreadable.

Madam ga’s every move seed utterly unworthy of eliciting any reaction from her.

Yet grandma ga’s composure didn’t last long before it was shattered by a sudden commotion outside.

"Grandma!

Grandma!

Sothing terrible has happened!"

A man in a black suit, his beer belly protruding, rushed toward them in a panic from a distance.

His frantic, uncoordinated strides betrayed just how desperate he was.

*Again with the "sothing terrible"!*

Couldn’t she ever catch a break?!

Grandma ga’s fingers, which had been idly toying with her prayer beads.

Her cold, stern eyes narrowed as she turned her gaze toward the door.

Mr. ga, Mrs. ga, and the others also shifted their attention to the newcor.

It was Martin, the head of one of the ga family’s collateral branches.

Martin held a position in the ga Corporation and was relatively close to the main bloodline, making him soone Mrs. ga valued highly.

Back when Antonio was still around, he had been the one Madam ga assigned to assist—and, at the sa ti, keep an eye on—him.

Now that Antonio was gone, with Madam ga in poor health and Martin needing to avoid the dia spotlight, Martin had taken over handling most of the ga Corporation’s affairs.

That’s precisely why his current disheveled and frantic appearance was so telling.

"G-Grandmother..."

Martin ca to an abrupt halt upon entering the room, his breath ragged as he struggled to speak.

"Such a spectacle," grandma ga remarked coldly, her slow, aged voice dripping with reproach and disdain.

"Anyone would think the sky was falling."

The younger generation of the ga family truly had no one worth ntioning.

At that thought, a shadow flickered briefly in her eyes. But the sky *was* falling.

Martin, still gasping from his frantic sprint, could barely catch his breath.

His lips trembled as they parted and closed, failing to form a coherent sentence.

All he could manage was a shaky nod.

"Out with it," Mr. ga snapped, his brows furrowing deeper at the sight.

"What on earth has you in such a state?"

Mr. ga added impatiently, "Collect yourself and speak properly."

After all, Martin was a high-ranking executive in the ga Corporation.

Whatever had shaken him this badly couldn’t be trivial.

The more anxious she beca, the more infuriated she grew at Martin, who stood there stamring without managing to get a word out.

Finally, Martin took a deep breath, his face pale as he looked at Grandma ga and Mr. ga.

His voice was heavy with dread.

"All... all of our corporate partners for this quarter have called to terminate their contracts."

"What did you say?"

Grandma ga’s previously composed expression darkened instantly, her voice turning icy with barely suppressed fury.

"Say that again!"

Mr. ga stiffened, his face frozen in disbelief as he stared at Martin.

Swallowing hard, Martin forced his stiff, ashen face to move and elaborated in greater detail.

"Every single one of our corporate partners for this quarter has demanded to terminate their contracts.

They’re refusing to give any explanations—won’t even let us ask questions.

Their stance is absolute."

Martin gulped again before continuing, his eyes darting between the two of them.

"The news leaked almost imdiately, and now every major financial outlet is reporting it.

The entire ga Group is in chaos."

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck Mr. ga’s mind.

Mr. ga sat frozen in his seat, unable to process the magnitude of the disaster.

Grandma ga’s pupils constricted sharply before dilating again.

Her aged fingers, clutching her prayer beads, whitened from the sheer force of her grip.

The only one who couldn’t suppress a flicker of satisfaction was Madam ga—though for now, she remained unnoticed in the storm. The ga Group—collapsing?

Damn, karma’s hitting this fast?

"Get the news suppressed imdiately—spare no expense," ordered grandma ga after a brief pause, her voice no longer steady and composed but laced with unmistakable urgency.

"And hand the contact details of those partners who backed out. I’ll deal with them personally."

Only by identifying the root cause could a solution be found.

"Of course, I can provide their contacts," Martin replied, wiping cold sweat from his brow, his tone growing graver.

"But... throwing money at the problem might not work this ti."

Watching grandma ga’s expression darken, he forced himself to continue.

"Our group’s cash flow has suddenly hit a snag—fifty percent of the funds are frozen for now.

The partners we secured are demanding explanations."

A company’s cash flow is like the lifeblood of a body.

Once cut off, sothing vital is bound to collapse from the shortage.

Just who was targeting the ga family?

Veins bulged on grandma ga’s hands as her face visibly paled to an ashen gray.

Mr ga’s voice was hoarse with suppressed rage as he spat out the words.

"That bastard Stephen!

This has to be his doing!"

At this mont, Stephen was the only one who ca to mind.

"If he had the capability to pull this off, he wouldn’t have waited until now to strike," Grandma ga clearly disagreed, her tone icy and asured.

"Send soone to investigate.

Find out if the Luther Family is behind this."