The Remorseful Brothers

Chapter 110

Bryan had exhausted the last bit of kindness he had for Madeline.

“This kind of woman is just ungrateful,” he thought.

No matter how beautiful they looked, he was not interested anymore.

There were many beautiful and obedient women in the world, and he was never short of women.

Moreover, his mother was coming soon. Madeline beat him up, and now she would have no way out.

‘Unfortunately, she’s a brainless beauty, and here I was, thinking that society was a simple place!” he thought.

Bryan sneered. Bryan could already foresee how miserable Madeline would be later.

“Keep talking tough. I’ll see how long you can keep at it.”

He took out the lighter and lit a cigarette.

“Little girl, don’t think you can talk nonsense as you like.” Harold couldn’t help smacking his tongue and looking at Madeline like she was a fool. “Mr. Labiche and your brother are different. Your brother is no match for Mr. Labiche’s status! Now that you have offended Mr. Labiche, even your brother can’t protect you. In fact, even when your brother was at his peak, he couldn’t compare with Mr. Labiche. If you think that your brother can protect you, you are wrong.”

“That’s right. If it had been before, Mr. Labiche might have given your brother some respect,” Lillian also added, adding fuel to the fire. “But this time is different from the past. Labiche Group has gone public, and the Larson family is practically bankrupt. Going against Mr. Labiche is like courting death.”

She smiled as she touted Bryan’s ability.

Madeline glanced around at these people.

She was not interested in them and didn’t care about their grudges.

She pursed her lips and asked curiously, “Is the Labiche family really so impressive? It’s strange. I have never heard of anything about the Labiche family.”

Lillian frowned and said, “That’s why you are a country bumpkin at the bottom of the social hierarchy! Of course, you don’t know about this kind of upper–class family.”

Everyone here thought Madeline was courting death and trying to seek out Bryan’s bottom line.

Bryan was not a kind person, and Madeline would have to pay the price.

But they were all enjoying the scene. Since they were not the ones who were at risk of being burned, they were not afraid of the fire.

“Madeline, I know you…” Harley began in a low voice but did not finish the sentence. “But this is my business. As you said, we are not brothers and sisters anymore. Don’t interfere with my business.”

didn’t want to owe any more

naturally I will have to punish him. The question is… what does this have to do with Harley? What did he mean when he said I was interfering with his business? He really

this time, Bryan’s mother, Heidi Labiche, finally

beaten up, she immediately got angry, forgot about what she

she

way at all times, and they never let him suffer

my son? Do they have

“Who hit my son?”

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voice

saw a woman dressed in luxurious clothes with shoulder–length hair coming to them with

her.

lady, her eyes full of admiration with an unmistakable

else muttered among

was the lady of

had gone public and was of great value. This was the lady of an

coming, Bryan sneered, “Mom, I just came back. Some people don’t know my family background and think that I’m some random nobody they can simply beat up. Look at my hand. It’s probably broken, and it

held her bag and said indifferently, “Our family can easily squash any insignificant person like an insect. Since they hurt the heir of our family, things

whole family values this son. If

he hurriedly pointed at Harley and said, “Mrs. Labiche, it’s all him. Mrs. Labiche used to

Heidi looked at Harley.

him

family before in the Chamber of Commerce. However, now that the Larson family offended

business.

at least the Larson family used

Now, they were nothing.

your own capability?

and his face was bruised. It was

clear. Bryan was picking on me. I don’t think I

raised her hand high and swiftly slapped

the slap rang

turned sideways

soon turned red

brutal and did not hold back. She hated

to touch my son? Look in the mirror and

tone was sharp and mean, sounding high and mighty and