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Chapter 259 Retribution in the Storm.

Chapter 259 Retribution in the Storm

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When Carter appeared, I gripped Linette's hair with one hand and held a sharp shard of porcelain against her face. I had pressed down so hard that a small cut had formed on her cheek.

I wasn't much better off myself. My palm, clutching the shard, had been cut open, too, and blood dripped. down the porcelain.

They had been pushed me around by the Wilchers, and my hair was a mess. I looked a complete wreck, but I stood firm, my posture exuding a fierce defiance.

But the moment I saw Carter, all that bravado melted away. A deep sense of grievance welled up from the pit of my stomach.

"Carter," I whispered his name softly.

Carter rolled his wheelchair toward me, and Damian took just a few strides to reach my side. "Madam, let go. Leave the rest to me."

I released my grip, my hand covered in blood.

When I let go of Linette, she was left frozen in shock. She touched her face where I had slashed her, then shrieked, "Ah! My face! There's blood!"

Her piercing scream gave me a headache, so I slapped her across the face. "Shut up."

She was stunned momentarily, then turned to Benjamin. "Dad, Harper, you've got to help me!"

"Zoey, you've got some nerve. She's your aunt!"

Harper, the coward, suddenly remembered how to protect his wife.

Maybe it was because I had challenged their fragile male pride. For years, the mother-daughter duo had been controlled by the Wilchers.

Now that I was trying to upend their authority, how could they possibly swallow this humiliation?

Just as Harper raised his hand to hit me, Carter didn't speak. Damian stepped forward, kicking him ten

slammed into the fish tank with a loud 'crash,

fish spilled everywhere, cascading across the

like a dying

"Mr. Bolton, this is a family

his arms His fingers gently traced the marks on my ignoring Benjamin's yelling. He

face.

I hadn't felt much pain, but now, with his words, it felt as though a parent was stepping in

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my head. I'm sorry, I'm

tone was soft, but his entire

the

knew he was handling the aftermath. The Wilchers was

rarely stirred up frouble unless it was unavoidable. The Wilchers had

"I'm fine."

over the first aid kit. "Come here quickly. Let me stop the

her tears

with Zoey, had become something we were used to. She never knew how to resist before, but now that I was

I

further.

You've been bullied for so many years, Mom. From now on, I want

my eyes. "You

I had promised Zoey that I would protect her mother, and I

out his phone, preparing to call the police. But one of the bodyguards was faster. With a sharp 'click', his hand was twisted behind his back in a brutal move, likely dislocating his shoulder. The phone dropped to the floor, and the bodyguard picked it up and

Carter.

his wheelchair, looked calm as ever, his voice cold and emotionless. "You want to call the police? Should

think you're so clever?" Vere

and I heard you've done plenty of other good deeds in this country-forcing women into prostitution, breaking someone's husband's legs, causing a person to jump from a building. And as for Mrs. Wilcher. your hands aren't so clean either. Bribing officials to get your son a government position

Benjamin

the Wilchers Your hands are the dirtiest of all You've been central to so many shady dealings over the years. Do you want me to

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crimes, I could see them all beginning to realize

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