Bonnie gave Sydney a cold, menacing gaze that stopped her before she could say anything more.

"Aunt Sydney, you've been picking fights constantly, but it's about time you stop!"

Sydney's face darkened, but Bonnie's commanding voice rang out again before she could respond.

"I'm calling you Aunt out of respect and politeness. But at the very least, you should act like an elder. Don't think that just because I've been speaking nicely to you, you can walk all over me! If it weren't for your son, Ivor, and Grandpa, I would've kicked you out long ago!"

Previously, Bonnie had decided not to stoop to Sydney's level, considering that it was her and Ivor's wedding day. However, Sydney hadn't shown self-control. On the contrary, she had grown even more domineering.

'How can I tolerate this? If I did, I wouldn't be me!'

Sydney could feel the intense hostility emanating from Bonnie, her face turning paler with each passing second.

this, Maisie slowly got out of her chair and moved to stand shoulder-to-shoulder

dare to cause trouble again, not only will she

alone exuded a

looked from Maisie to Bonnie, her fear causing her

and Maisie were the renowned disciples of Master Arturo. With her frail physique and lack of fighting skills,

stepped forward

a low and resigned voice. "Didn't I

sighed heavily before continuing, "Staying here won't help. Should we head

Overwhelmed by Bonnie and

Maisie's combined presence, Sydney

pale and had difficulty breathing. She

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