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Facing his interrogation, Marian clamped her jaw tight with determination. "Who she is has nothing to do with you, and how I spoil her is none of your business. If it weren't for the fact that you're Eddie's father, do you really think the York family would let you off the hook so easily? Especially after the way you treated May? You're not welcome in this place. Get out now, or I'll have the security toss you out this instant!' Casey was also fuming, grabbing a broom and swinging it at Paolo. "I warned you last time, if you dare insult my daughter again, I won't let it slide. My little princess, whom I've cherished since she was born, is not someone for you to slander!"

He landed a broom strike across Paolo's back. It wasn't painful, but the insult was potent. Paolo wanted to retaliate, but a chilling glance from lan sent him scurrying back. He clenched his fists tightly, glaring at Casey with venom. "You better not fall into my hands, or I swear I'll finish you!"

lan eyed Paolo with a frosty stare. "Go ahead, make a move. Let's see if you can walk out of here alive."

Paolo's teeth were practically grinding to dust as he pointed at Edwin and sneered, "You can see that your old man is getting hit, and you don't utter a peep. Edwin, you sure are the model son. You're in cahoots with lan. He confined his own mother. Are you thinking of throwing me into the doghouse as well?"

Edwin's face was expressionless as he looked on. "If you dare go after Clara again, it's not out of the question."

"Ha! Always Clara. Is she your ancestor or something? Ian locked up his mother for her, and you'd confine me for her, too. Fine, you all just wait. Sooner or later, you'll regret it!" With those words, Paolo stormed off without looking back. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

was breathing heavily with rage. He couldn't stomach Paolo's repeated insults towards Clara. Turning to Snow, he commanded, "Snow, that man bullied your

towards Paolo, barking ferociously. He grabbed Paolo's pant

and started to run, but the faster he ran, the more viciously Snow pursued. The dog leaped, tearing at

his car, his clothes in disarray. Snow relentlessly

lifted. He muttered with satisfaction, "Insult my girl, and

What's gotten into you these past few days? You've already fought twice for

to insult you. They can insult

proudly saying, "You deserve a

up. Dad just had surgery. He shouldn't be getting

because he kept things bottled up. I think letting it out like this is good for him. Otherwise, would you rather he keep the frustration inside?