Standing beside Tyshawn, Melina couldn’t help but feel exasperated by his behavior.

She silently sighed to herself.

If he weren’t brainless and easy to manipulate, she wouldn’t have married him in the first place!

“I apologize.

We’re here today to discuss our engagement with Franco,”

Melina interjected politely.

“Is it Franco’s direct order to prevent his grandson from entering his house?”

The two guards maintained their stoic stance.

One of them replied, “Mr.

Franco Mitchell is currently out.

Mr.

Bryson Mitchell instructed us that no one is permitted to enter or leave without his or Mr.

Franco Mitchell’s authorization during this time.

“Is Bryson your father? Why do you dance to his words?” Tyshawn’s anger boiled over as he seized the bodyguard’s collar, his voice laced with frustration.

“I’m part of the Mitchell family.

why am I treated Like an outsider? Is Bryson the

by

trained under Franco’s guidance, remained

Tyshawn’s hand, urging,

attention of the butler, who emerged from the house and opened the door, only to be met by the sight

seems to be the

intensified upon seeing

tell me! This is my grandfather’s

furrowed as he

has instructed us that entry is prohibited until his grandparents

to engage in disputes

his tone dripping

you all were loyal

out, you’re just spineless

Humph!”

a forceful shove, Tyshawn

can you possibly do

the ground, emitting a cry of

the bodyguards intervened, restraining Tyshawn without causing

“Are you alright?”

her way to

to see the unfolding events, she

“Do you need assistance?”

from the impact, rose

“Miss Moore, please return

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