The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 887 Some Deserved to Be Punished

Ethel panicked too. She went up to Leanne. “Leanne, please say something. You know what Mary is like. She’s just direct. She means no harm. Seeing how I’ve been always kind to you all, could you-

Budd quickly interrupted her. “No. Mrs. Klerson, no one can forgive anyone on Dulcie’s behalf. Not even

me.”

Budd crossed his hands across his chest. “You said you’ve treated us kindly. You know my wife’s character well, but you complicitly allowed your son’s behavior to go on. You were a part of the neighborhood’s gossip too, Mrs. Kierson.”

Ethel initially thought that it was Leanne who was seducing her son. However, once she saw what happened, she realized that it was her useless son who was at fault. So, she thought of treating the Wilson family better to avoid any escalation of conflict.

If Leanne were to tell the others, her son’s image and his job would surely be affected.

She had merely insinuated to the neighbors that Leanne was at fault, seeing how she was from a different town and knew how to dress up. She never thought that the rumors would go so far.

had no choice. She had to protect her son.

you the one spreading

if this was the first

one keeping them up to date about the neighborhood. Whenever people were bullying Leanne, it was she who got

at Ethel in surprise.

the family!” Ethel said through gritted teeth. “My son is useless, but you don’t

really isn’t someone evil. He just has a small problem. But which man on this earth isn’t lustful, right? The first day you

around. Not only my son will be mocked, but you two will

will seek justice for my daughter!” Leanne, who was usually good–tempered, yelled at Ethel. She looked ruthless with her reddened eyes and messy

do it on my own! Even if it means killing someone and ending up

by Leanne’s reaction. She froze to the spot. “Why are you doing this, Leanne? Why do you want to

Some Deserved to Be

if she had just heard a joke. She looked at Ethel as if she