Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 722 Threatened Her
Observing Gwendolyn's response, Angeline also let out a sigh and gestured toward her. “Gwendolyn, what's with your attitude?
Zay is such a great husband, yet you don't cherish him.”
With that, she turned and headed inside, and Gwendolyn followed her into the house.
In the living room, Greta and Hans sat on either side of Zayden.
Greta held his hand. “Zayden, why don't you move back here? I don't get to see you often since you're always away.”
Hans maintained a stern expression, seemingly uninterested in his grandson. However, he occasionally stole glances at Zayden,
perhaps hoping he would take the initiative to get closer.
He outright refused to approach Zayden with such warmth.
Zayden responded with a slight curl of his lips before pulling his hand away.
“I've come today to inform you all that I'm changing my name. Zayden doesn't resonate with me, so I'll be adopting the name
Spencer,” he declared.
Upon hearing this, Hans abruptly turned his head, glaring at him with anger in his eyes. “You want to change your name? No
way! You're stuck with the name Zayden for the rest of your life.”
Picking a name in the Surrington family was a big deal. They even consulted a priest to select the perfect name for Zayden. That
name was his ticket to excelling in academics and character.
The only thing that they were dissatisfied with was his marriage.
Spotting Gwendolyn from a near distance, Hans let out a cold snort. It's all her fault. I wonder what kind of magic she used to
make him so infatuated with her. And she managed to trick us into letting Zayden marry her, even with her three kids.
Seeing Zayden's unprecedented rebelliousness, they were bewildered, so they conveniently placed the blame squarely on
Gwendolyn.
Gwendolyn greeted everyone in the house as she entered the living hall.

Zayden sprawled comfortably on the sofa, his eyes fixed on Gwendolyn with a self-satisfied smirk.
Oddly, he seemed to derive pleasure from witnessing Gwendolyn's distress, a satisfaction that stemmed from her helplessness.
“No. I'm here today to inform you that I've already changed my name,” he announced in an offhand manner.
Zayden casually flung his household registry document onto the table, and Greta hastily picked it up to take a glance.
Greta sighed and said, “Hans, if Zayden has made up his mind to change his name, we should accept it. What matters most is
his happiness.”
Given the absence of a smile on Zayden's face over the past few months, their paramount concern was his well-being. The
alteration of his name, seemingly substantial, paled in comparison to his genuine happiness.
Infuriated, Hans abruptly rose from his seat, wielding his cane toward Zayden.
Yet, Zayden remained utterly unmoved, letting the cane strikes land on him.
Feeling sympathy for her grandson, Greta stepped in, gripping Hans' arm to halt any further strikes. “Stop hitting him. He's
already feeling miserable. He hasn't smiled since she got married. If you keep walloping him like this, it's just going to make
things worse.”
Even Angeline could not stand it any longer. In an indifferent voice, she asked Gwendolyn, “Gwendolyn, what exactly happened?
Why does Zay want to change his name?”
Gwendolyn was initially perplexed, not knowing what Zayden was up to tonight.
With the Surringtons seemingly pointing fingers at her, she could only let out a small sigh, feeling a tad helpless. “I don't know.
You should ask him.”
“You don't know? You're his wife—the person closest to him. If you don't have a clue, then who should?” Angeline scolded,
clearly frustrated, as she grabbed Gwendolyn's arm.
“Gwendolyn, we entrusted Zayden to you. How have you been taking care of him? Look at how much weight he's lost. He's not
as cheerful as before—he doesn't smile anymore,” Greta chimed in. “We can't accept your three children. Let their father take
them away. Hurry up and have your own child with Zay.”

Zayden looked at her with a cold smirk, appearing quite satisfied with the turn of events.
Gwendolyn finally grasped the situation. Zayden was pressuring her and using this method to seek revenge against her.
As long as Suzanne had not returned, Gwendolyn would be forced to come to the Surrington residence, face their scolding, and
have no opportunity to defend herself.
Just then, Gwendolyn's phone vibrated.
She took out her phone and glanced at the message from Kane: Ms. Ashton, everything is in place now, and they'll protect the
children, so don't worry!