Chapter 150
Connor slowly stood up, towering nearly a head taller than Wade at an impressive 6’3“. His formidable presence made hearts race and breaths hitch.
Connor’s dark eyes fixed on Wade, and he uttered slowly, “You can try.”
His voice was as melodious and captivating as a cello, yet it carried an undertone of cold, dangerous menace.
Wade felt as if a giant hand had suddenly grasped his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Beck sneered in disdain.
Connor only had shown restraint time and again, because he remembered the help he had received from the Brimers in his youth. If it were anyone else, Yvonne would have been done for a long time ago
The Brimer family still tried to provoke Connor, clueless to the danger.
The atmosphere remained tense even after Connor left.
Wade’s face turned from pale to flushed, embarrassed by how easily Connor had intimidated him.
“Cough, cough!”
Just then, Yvonne woke up.
Melinda rushed to her bedside, “Yvonne, how do you feel?”
Yvonne opened her eyes, her head throbbing with pain after sleeping for so long. Her mind blanked for a moment before the memories of what had happened before she fainted flooded back. The vision of a mass of snakes made her scream and clutch her head.
After Paul and Melinda’s soothing, it took Yvonne a while to calm down, though she still trembled with fear.
“Mom, it’s all Flora’s fault I ended up like this. It’s all her fault”
“Yes, yes, my dear I know you’ve been hurt. We won’t let this go,” Melinda replied, her heart in agony.
“What more do you want. You’re always home. How could you not know what your daughter gets up to. If you had stopped her sooner, would things have turned out this way?”
“When Connor was here, you didn’t say a word. Now why are you yelling at us?” Melinda was already frustrated, and Paul’s scolding only fueled her anger.
Paul’s face darkened as he left.
Melinda was a gentle person, but as a mother, she couldn’t stand her daughter being hurt like this.
They might be powerless against Connor, but surely they could take on the Irving family.
“Isn’t Flora’s brother working in the entertainment industry? Wade, you’re familiar with the show biz. Keep an eye out. Flora has Connor’s protection, so we can’t touch her, but her brother isn’t so lucky.”
“Okay!”
At the Irving family’s home, Raul and Henrik were busy in the kitchen, while Flora lay on the couch, unglamorously munching on fruit and watching TV
“Henrik, I want an apple.”
She called out, and soon Henrik came out with a plate of neatly sliced apples, even thoughtfully providing a fork.
“Thanks”
“Dinner will be ready soon. We’ve made your favorites, pork ribs and shrimp scampl: Hennik sald gently, then went back to the kitchen.
From the kitchen, Raul peeked at the door. “Seems like your sister is really okay.” Raul, apron–clad and holding a spatula, watched Flora closely
Henrik sighed, “Flora is stronger than we thought.”
Knowing Flora was alright eased their worries.
Then, Raul’s phone ring, which was on the living room coffee table.
“Dad, your phone.” Flora called out to the kitchen.
Raul was busy marinating meat. His hands were covered in sauce. He couldn’t answer it and asked Flora to bring it to him.
