Chapter 102

Gary was practically out of breath as he blurted out, “Mrs. Ferguson! You’ve got to come back quick. Mr. Timothy is raging mad, threatening to beat Mr. Bryant! You’re the only one who can calm Mr. Timothy down.”

“What happened?” I was on my feet before he even finished speaking, grabbing a coat on my way out the door.

It wasn’t Bryant I was worried about.

Timothy had more than one grandchild, but Bryant was his favorite, which was no doubt. Even if he laid hands on Bryant, he’d hold back. Bryant’s life wasn’t in danger.

But Timothy’s health was another story. He shouldn’t be getting worked up like that. Gary wouldn’t sound so panicked unless it were something urgent.

“You’ll see when you get here!” Gary insisted.

Despite my reservations, the sight that greeted me at the Ferguson Mansion left me speechless.

In the study, usually so composed and dignified, Bryant was kneeling on the floor, unable to stand straight from the pain, his forehead veins bulging, barely keeping himself from collapsing by holding onto the edge of the fine coffee table. And to my surprise, Margaret was there, too.

to say something when Timothy, who had treated me

had to

see you’ve been taking liberties!”

to intervene, worried that he might

me off. “Don’t worry. They won’t be the death of me.

choice but to

just like your mother, lacking in

giving her a house was already generous. Bryant is your grandson, and Jane

kind of woman you want? Someone so low and petty, who doesn’t

pain, Bryant gritted his teeth. “Grandpa told you to leave. Didn’t you hear it?”

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Though irritated, Margaret dared not show her usual arrogance before Timothy.

left soon after, passing by me and Gary without a

gracefully

looking at me, and said in a softer

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