Chapter 159

Katniss's eyes narrowed slightly. She was young, with a strong youthful aura on her face, but her smiling eyes were both arrogant and calm. She spoke lightly, "Just because someone cries doesn't mean they're the most wronged. This trick is quite useful, though. I saw Clara use it when I was little."

Suddenly, the glass door opened, and a strong wind blew in.

It lifted Katniss's fine strands of hair.

The next second, Katniss's face turned cold as she smashed the glass in her hand, shattering it into countless pieces on the ground.

Everyone was startled.

"Katniss, what are you doing?!"

Katniss's clear eyes were filled with sarcasm. "But I'm not a child anymore. Giving away my deceased grandmother's bracelet, who are you trying to disgust? If you're going to give it away, can't you be more careful? If you do something wrong, just saying 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean it' makes it okay? So if I slap you now and then say 'I'm sorry,' is that okay?"

What a show!

How could it be such a coincidence to give away Maximilian's biological mother's relic?

Being a mistress is disgusting enough, and now causing trouble here!

"A new daughter-in-law dares to slam the table and break dishes in front of elders. Maximilian, you better control your wife!" someone said sarcastically.

Katniss looked up and retorted immediately, "Some elders should mind their own business."

Katniss had seen such biased scenes since she was a child and had lived through them for decades.

Now, she didn't even need to think to counter these people.

The person was so angry that they stood up abruptly, pointing a trembling finger at Katniss, trying to say something.

Maximilian raised his deep, calm eyes, stood up, and completely shielded Katniss with his body.

He was tall, with straight legs, and the light from the chandelier in the living room was almost blocked by him.

For a moment, the surroundings seemed a bit dim.

Gabriel and the others were stunned, clearly not expecting Maximilian to stand up.

walked steadily towards

everyone's eyes, he was like an elegant yet swift

pointing at

the mistress of the Boleyn family. As long as I'm alive, this

an overwhelming aura, spitting out the next words with a dark contempt, "She will always be the mistress you

walk into The Boleyn Manor

the truth

wanted, Emily would

with a furrowed brow, his body stiff, looking at his mother with a

arms, had

Desmond's biological mother,

Maximilian, Desmond wouldn't let Clara speak, making

Desmond and Clara, naturally

she lowered her eyes and chuckled, her

when she loved Desmond, she stood up for Emily. Natalie was

had seen and learned more, tasting a different

Natalie to death, yet these people still wouldn't let

appeared today. This act was just

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publicly defied by Maximilian, was utterly humiliated and trembling with anger. "You unfilial son,

remember that I am

teacup, tea splashing, exuding an authoritative aura without anger. "Can't we have a proper family dinner? Father and son always at each other's throats, what does it

why don't you look

disappointed. "Katniss is right.

that you can't see

he spoke, Carlton's gaze swept

shoulders, looking pitiful

fault. Don't get

your

Emily

at Maximilian, frowning, "You sit down too. Your leg just got better; don't

Today's matter is over. No one is to mention

suppressed

sit down, then discreetly placed her hand on his wrist to check his

relief; his pulse was

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