Chapter 33: Immanuel, with an apron tied tightly around his waist and his cooking sleeves rolled up, came out brandishing a blade like an old warrior ready for battle.

His gaze locked onto Colton, seething with fury.

Who taught you to talk like that? Some rude creature comes here and thinks he can make a scene.

Get out of here! Right now.

In his youth, Emanuel's reputation was legendary.

He once got into a fistfight with another artist over a disagreement about ceramics, in front of the media no less.

Even now, well into his sixties, that same fire continued to burn fiercely within him.

And when it came to Allison, his protective instincts flared up like a bonfire.

After all, he had convinced her to come, and now that arrogant jerk dared to cause trouble under his roof! Watch out, Emanuel, Allison said, rushing to support him, sensing the danger in his rising anger.

He wasn't a chick, and the last thing I wanted was for him to cross the line.

Don't worry, he barked.

Nobody intimidates you in my house.

You are too soft.

You should go slap him.

And if his parents were here, he would slap them too! His temper had not calmed one bit as he spoke.

Melany, realizing that she was in the presence of the legendary master potter, nervously took a few steps back.

Emanuel waved the blade to increase his panic.

Hurriedly, she took out an invitation from her bag, hoping to calm the situation.

let's

the sake of his good name,” he said in his most innocent tone, flashing a strained

ceramic trading post at auction, and we came here

heat of an argument with Colton, Allison… she, well,

voice wavered, a mix of meekness and

although it was disrespectful,

her off

didn't make

truly is

straight, pride

three long nights to

Melany's smile faltered, fading.

You must be kidding.

.

.

you are, replied Emanuel, with a thunderous

me

you something: I'll talk to that auction

have a lot

let anyone

froze, with faces of disbelief and

them stunned, and Allison's calm demeanor only made the sting

your honor Allison's eyes sparkled with amusement as she mocked them, her voice

hung in the air, neither party

Mr.

raising her voice as she saw more people gathering at the

mean

Allison inside and

are all

let out a

harsh, but that's the reality of the

a few people entered the yard, carrying

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