Chapter 322

Isadora: ".

Is this supposed to be a war?

And somehow, they're still united.

A brawl?

The elderly woman, leaning on her age as a shield, planted herself firmly between her son and grandson, arms spread wide.

"If you dare raise a hand, you'll have to go through these old bones first!"

Isadora couldn't help but step forward, tugging gently at Victor's sleeve. "Let's just let it go."

Victor barely lifted his eyelids, his gaze settling on Isadora's pale hand gripping his sleeve. He drawled, "And if I hadn't shown up? What if they'd already hurt my daughter? Then what?"

Isadora was speechless.

Even if he hadn't come, she'd already been ready to grab a broom and fight back.

She caught Victor's intense stare, fixed on her hand, and quickly let go of his sleeve, suddenly self-conscious.

Baily's face had gone ashen. He ground his teeth. "Mom, what are you doing? Get out of the way, stop making a scene. That's the main investor in my company!"

woman

of England, he can't hit you. I'm an old lady-let's see if

up in excitement. "Grandma, you're

so?" Victor's tone

raised his gun and fired a shot, the barrel aimed right at the old

"Ah!"

a wail, she crumpled

an old lady! I can't get up-help me,

commotion quickly drew a crowd from around the hotel.

face didn't even flicker. His voice was

you should see a doctor. Wouldn't want you saying nothing's wrong after all this noise. So,

the gun again at her

it

"Or somewhere else?"

cleanly into the floor at

time, the old woman's tears were

attacked a helpless old lady! Call the police!

between his raging mother and his company's future going up

for mercy, maybe this

Now? Disaster.

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