Chapter 1247

“You! You’re such a bastard!” Angelina fumed, releasing his ear and giving the back of his head a smack – a gesture that brought back memories of how she would chide him during his childhood

Remington Falconer and Beatrice had just returned from a leisurely stroll outside when they overheard the heated exchange between Angelina and Alaric.

Grasping the gravity of the situation from their conversation, Remington let go of Beatrice’s hand in a huff. Leaning heavily on his cane, he shuffled over to Alaric with a shaky resolve and began to thwack him with it.

“You shameless cad! Didn’t you swear that Hertha was the only one for you, that you would marry no other? You seduce the poor girl, ruin her reputation, and then you have the gall to go after Georgia! Who was it that claimed to detest Georgia and was so adamant about calling off the engagement?”

As Remington berated Alaric, he continued to land blows with his cane.

Alaric raised his hands defensively, trying to protect himself from the hits, but he didn’t utter a word in his own defense.

Angelina grew anxious, “Dad, Dad, please stop, cool down.”

She rushed to Remington’s side, gently took the cane from his grasp and made sure he was supported.

he began to cough and wheeze, gasping for air as he addressed Alaric, “I had five hundred million set aside for you, and now

time, believing that Alaric truly had feelings

Alaric’s wedding, only for the young

they possibly call off

He sat solemnly,

plagued him. Both he and Hertha had been drunk, and

a woman, fully believing it was

it was Georgia lying

Spencer

his unrest and pain,

scolding,

are you going to do now?” demanded Remington, pointing his

is there to do but marry Georgia? They’re already

about Hertha?”

that as long as she and Alaric were

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