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Chapter 180 So Careless

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Isaiah had held a respected position for years, firmly supported by the Moores, and was well-known in

ommerville. Never before had he experienced such humiliation.

What made it worse was that this young girl had the nerve to strike him right in front of Truman utterly outrageous!

Currently, he cradled his throbbing head, struggling to regain his composure, but he couldn't quell the fury boiling within.

He shouted. "You little b*tch! Do you even know who I am? I'm Isaiah, Edward's uncle! You think l-ow!"

The studded bag came crashing down again, slamming into the back of his hand and leaving fresh cuts behind.

Melody watched with satisfaction as blood trickled down, her bright apricot eyes reflecting the crimson scene, igniting a strange thrill within her. hat an infuriating pest. Of course, he needed to be dealt with!

Suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes as she stepped back, clutching the bag tightly, her face a mix of confusion and fear.

She looked like a student caught in a difficult situation, unsure of how to proceed.

Looking down, her soft voice hesitantly broke the silence, "Oh! Y-you really are Eddie's uncle?

I'm in so much trouble!

"What should I do? Bernard, go get Eddie to help me! Once he arrives, I'm sure Uncle Isaiah will let me go for his sake!"

a frightened girl who had just

but he lost his balance and fell backward, hitting the ground with a thud,

of looking down on Edward, it was amusing to witness Melody pinning her hopes on that useless

sneer, "Hah! My crippled nephew doesn't deserve any respect

taken years of his life. At this

landed like a

rumor that Edward wouldn't live past twenty-nine was well-known in Sommerville, yet few dared to

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he had stepped

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deliberately provoking him,

directly involved in the business but that didn't mean he lacked the capability

rivaled Edward's.

an indifferent expression, casting a glance at the

forward, concern etched on his face as he helped Isaiah to his feet.

it. Eddie is my nephew; of course, I

led nowhere-just a gazebo and a pond

October, and the pond felt

over,

are you

was filled

no! Mr. Isaiah, how

the butler slipped, exclaiming in

into the icy water,

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