Chapter 738

Glynnls‘ complexion was ghostlier than a specter’s. The mere thought of apologizing to that blockhead, on her knees no less, seemed worse than a death sentence.

Her eyes darted towards Hamilton, who was seething with a righteous fury that left no room for the disgraceful spectacle she presented. It was clear that he was hell–bent on seeing her punished.

With the old man turning a blind eye, Glynnis, in a display of abject servility, knelt at Frederic’s feet, tears

streaming down her face as she clutched his legs and pleaded, “Dad! I know I’ve messed up. I won’t ever dare to do it again! Banishing me from Elmsworth, forbidding me to show my filial respect – it’s cruelty enough! Haven’t I been punished already? As your daughter, don’t I deserve a shred of dignity? Must he grind my face in the dirt and drive me to despair before he’s satisfied?! Dad, please!”

Her wails were so intense that an outsider might mistake her for the victim.

Frederic frowned, trying to pull her up. The sight of so many servants witnessing this undignified scene was too much, but Glynnis clung to him as if she were a leech, seemingly impossible to shake off even from a kick. “Thaddeus, the punishment you’ve proposed is quite severe already. Let’s skip the groveling apology,” Frederic said firmly, his tone more of a command than a suggestion.

Thaddeus‘ eyes flashed with icy resolve, his lips pressed into a thin, unyielding line.

A glimmer of hope sparked in Glynnis‘ swollen eyes. Frederic’s intervention meant he still harbored some paternal affection for her.

Once the storm passed and Grandpa Hamilton’s wrath subsided, she might yet have a chance to return to the lap of luxury at Elmsworth.

was in secret glee, Thaddeus spoke out in a chilling voice, “She gave Marilla’s confidential medical information to those with nefarious

you please now that you’re the CEO!” Frederic’s eyes reddened with anger, “I am your father,

the guilty Glynnis is repeatedly indulged and forgiven.” Thaddeus‘ words were sharp and accurate, his lips curled into a callous smirk, “When did you consider Grandpa’s embitterment? What difference is there between

acted the same as his father did, bringing up Grandpa Hamilton as countertactics.

himself outmaneuvered, struggled

remained silent, but his steady, resolute gaze on Thaddeus clearly showed his

and Marilla are both my daughters! As their father, I can’t bear to see them at each other’s throats. They’re flesh and blood; when will

matter their faults, are the most prestigious heiresses in Elmsworth. What is Jareth in comparison? Even adorned in royal robes, he’d never pass for a prince – a mere upstart from

cuffs clenching, his anger barely contained. If this man weren’t his own father, he’d

and grace. Marilla lived

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score, and yet our own house is in disarray! Glynnis

it was the Fairhaven family who ultimately publicized Marilla’s condition! Thaddeus, you should be taking up this matter with the Fairhaven Group instead

late mother, appearing as a

will not tolerate further turmoil in my

his gaze heavy with unspoken wrath, his tongue rubbing against teeth, was quite aware that he wasn’t anyone reckless, and if the situation went like this, it would only arouse Frederic’s desire to win, driving him to defend Glynnis even more.

we’ll skip the kneeling and the

stepped towards Glynnis, and unexpectedly,

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