Chapter 479

Edwin stepped right in front of them, arms outstretched. "If you want to fight, fight

me. They're my wife and daughter."

"You little brat! Where are my men? Get this fool out of here!" Tristan roared, his

face turning red with rage.

Within seconds, a dozen burly security guards stormed in and yanked Edwin

away.

"Dad! Are you really going to push us this far?" Edwin shouted, his eyes blazing.

"I'm your father! This is my house, not yours to run!" Tristan snapped back. "If you

don't admit your mistake today, people will think those two women rule the house.

Beat them!"

On his command, one of the guards grabbed a leather belt handed over by the

butler.

Sylvia's heart sank. There was no escaping this tonight.

Naomi shoved her aside. "Sylvia, go! I'll take the fall for you. But don't you dare

admit to anything-"

Before Naomi could finish, Sylvia pulled her away.

She leveled a cold stare at Tristan. "My mom's not in good health. If you beat her

to death, are you planning on spending the rest of your life in prison? I'll take the

punishment. I'm sure you won't object, Tristan?"

Tristan despised defiance more than anything, and Sylvia had challenged him one

many times. He'd had enough

"Do it!"

Rupert rose from his seat, voice icy.

jacket, rolling up his sleeves

he took the belt from the stunned guard. In the golden

and ominous, hovering

met, and for

coolly brushed her hair behind her ear

resigned.

expression flickered—something broke inside, silent

invisible.

belt sliced through

bracing for pain—but it

eyes, she saw Lester, who had just

her, his hand gripping Rupert's belt

his aunt, annoyance written all over

you get the final

I'm only looking out for

my

been wronged, I'll

it: But forcing

not

out that

disciplining

going to

or the

words held real weight as

her lips together, unable

Tristan had to signal

never let Reese

But today's Reese's engagement party,

spilled here,"

perfectly—Lester had

soured Tristan's mood

he forced his

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