Hearing himself being called that way, George instinctively took a step back behind his son and wife, with his chubby head peeking out between the two.
His other hand was tightly covering his face, the sound of his weeping filled with helplessness. “B-Boss, what do you want to do?”
The man who had just been unconscious, his body covered in blood, was now shakily standing up, supporting himself against the armchair. His towering figure made the villa’s ceiling seem small, and the bright, blinding lights cast stark shadows on his face.
For a moment, his eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at them. “Are you the ones who have been mistreating my daughter?” The man’s imposing presence, coupled with the blood on his white shirt, made him look like a ghost crawled out of hell, sending chills down everyone’s spines.
Channing, who had wandered alone in the Dead Forest for a long time, couldn’t help but exude a hint of sinister aura.
Even George, a strong and sturdy man, felt afraid, let alone the two delicate women.
Malaya’s face froze for a second, then she incredulously parted her red lips and asked in a fragmented voice, “Da-Daughter?” It wasn’t until she saw the photo in the man’s hand that she realized. Was it Cheyenne? The “daughter” he mentioned was actually that despicable Cheyenne?
Malaya, in a sudden clever move, began to exaggerate and invite sympathy. “Sir, please listen to us, we really haven’t mistreated Cheyenne!” “Over the years, I’ve treated her as my own child. In fact, Cheyenne has been mischievous since she was a child, causing me endless worry,” she said, not forgetting to give a few negative examples to prove she wasn’t lying.
“When she was seven, I got her a painting teacher, but she went only twice and then refused to go, causing a scene and even making the teacher come to criticize her.”
“In middle school, I didn’t allow her to date, so she refused to come home and hung out with male classmates outside.” “I swear I have a clear conscience. When she was eighteen, she even took away the good match that should have belonged to Nora.”
Malaya was a born actress, skilled in spinning lies one after another, turning white into black. If George didn’t know the truth, he might have been swayed by her “hardworking and sincere” appearance. However, the man didn’t buy her story.
He let her continue her monologue, his eyes remaining cold and even mocking. “Enough!” His deep voice rang out, stopping Malaya’s crying abruptly, even causing her to hiccup. “You really think I’m a fool who knows nothing? I’ve investigated. You, all these years, have been mistreating my Cheyenne while I was away!”
As he spoke, he swiftly advanced, grabbing Sean by the neck, his bloody hand exerting a slight pressure, and a clear “crack” sounded in the air. In an instant, Malaya and George tensed up, their eyes fixed on the man’s actions. “D-D-Don’t! Sir, he’s our only son. Please don’t hurt him!” George also had only this one son, and he had previously thought that if Jane were to have a son, he might not be as attached. After Jane’s miscarriage, he gave up.
At this age, he hoped for nothing but spend the rest of his life peacefully with his family.
Even if Sean was a good-for-nothing, Sean would be his only reliance in the future.
Nora looked at the man with a calm gaze and thought to herself, “It’s best if he takes action. That way, the Lawrence Family would only have me as a daughter.”
After all, her brother was a coxcomb. Did her parents really expect him to inherit the company?
Don’t be ridiculous!
Sean was young and had never faced such a situation before. He was instantly scared. “Sir…, have you misunderstood? I really didn’t bully Cheyenne…”
“You dare to quibble. Twelve years ago, she was only nine! You accidentally fell into the water yourself, but falsely accused her of pushing you in, causing Cheyenne to be beaten and nearly killed.”
At that time, Sean was only five years old, and yet he had such malicious thoughts.
Nora was also aware of this matter, but she and Sean were full siblings. Naturally, she helped cover up for her own younger brother, deceiving George together.
That time, Cheyenne was covered in bruises, but no one cared about her well-being.
Thinking about this, Channing felt that even strangling this kid wouldn’t ease his anger.
Sean turned pale. He had long forgotten about this matter. There were only the three of them present at the time. Could it be that Cheyenne was the one who told him?
“Sir, I was wrong. I beg you, don’t kill me… I really didn’t want to kill Cheyenne, at most… at most, just teach her a lesson.”
“My daughter, is she someone you can teach a lesson to? Who do you think you are?”
After speaking, Channing’s eyes reddened and he fiercely struck at Sean’s chest.
Crack!
This time, the sound of bones shattering was even more pronounced.
Sean groaned in agony and fell to the ground. His ribs were broken!
The screams nearly knocked the roof off.
“Sean!”
Nora wanted to go help him, but the young man pushed her aside and redirected his resentment towards Nora.
“It’s all because of you, if you hadn’t brought him back, how could I have been beaten?”
“You wish I was dead, right? I saw you meeting with a lawyer at the café, discussing the inheritance, didn’t I?”
“Hehe, you’re a good sister!”
What inheritance?
George and Malaya looked utterly bewildered, seeing their son writhing in pain on the ground, and Malaya felt heartbroken.
Did he see it?
Nora’s gaze turned cold, no longer hiding anything, and said straightforwardly, “Yes, I did consult a lawyer to fight for the inheritance of the company. That’s because you’re incompetent!”
“What do you think? With your current state, if father hands the company to you, isn’t it like seeking destruction?”
But she’s different, she’s much smarter than this idiot, Sean.
At this point in time, the siblings were still arguing over the inheritance; Malaya felt an unprecedented disappointment in her daughter.
Before the man could act, in a fit of rage, Malaya slapped Nora across the face.
“Nora, he’s your brother!”