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!"

the old woman

don't care if he's the king of England, he can't hit you. I'm an old lady-let's see if he dares lay a finger on

two kids jumped up in excitement. "Grandma, you're the best!

that so?" Victor's tone

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

"Ah!"

it. With a wail, she crumpled to the floor, arms and legs splayed, and burst

Somebody! This man shot an old

commotion quickly drew a crowd from around the hotel. The

didn't even flicker. His voice was cold, each word measured

hurt, you should see a doctor. Wouldn't want you saying

the gun again at her arm and fired

is it

"Or somewhere else?"

each question, Victor sent a shot cleanly into the floor at

time, the old woman's tears were real-from pain as

you? This man is a monster-he attacked a helpless old lady! Call the police! Son, get our lawyer-I'm going to sue him for everything he's

his raging mother and his company's future

just begged for

Now? Disaster.

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