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    He gritted his teeth and growled, "You reckless wench, don''t think you''re in the clear just because you''re out of jail. You dared to harm my daughter; you''ll pay a painful price."


    With those words, he raised his hand and pped Lauren across the face.


    Mia turned around in horror, trying to intervene, but it was toote,


    She only managed to shout, "Touch Laurie, and I''ll chop off your hands!"


    As soon as she finished, Brendan''s hand froze mid-air. It wasn''t that he didn''t want to follow through; a pair of strong, well-defined hands had caught his wrist. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn''t budge them.


    Lauren and Mia both looked at the person behind Brendan.


    They saw Felix, d in ck pajamas, standing there.


    His robe hung casually open, revealing a delicate corbone. His hair was slightly tousled, but it didn''t detract from his inherent regal demeanor.


    His deep eyes were like dark pools on a cold night, icy and sharp. Under a prominent nose, his thin lips were pressed into a harsh line, exuding a chilling aura that was downright frightening.


    An almost tangible aura of authority enveloped him, powerful and oppressive, forcing others to avert their


    gaze.


    Brendan struggled, veins bulging on his forehead, his face turning a bright red, but he couldn''t escape Felix''s grip.


    A crisp "snap" sound echoed.


    Felix easily dislocated his arm.


    Brendan screamed in agony, copsing to the ground, his arm dangling uselessly. The chandelier cast a sharp shadow over Felix''s brow, his gaze cold as if he was looking not at a living person but at a corpse.


    Facing that piercing gaze, Brendan felt a chill surge from his feet to his head, his forehead breaking out in a cold sweat.


    He tried to speak through his pain and difort, stuttering, "Mr. Brooker..."


    But Felix abruptly turned his gaze away, cutting him off.


    Felix''s attention was now on Lauren. He walked over with long strides and naturally took her hand.


    The scald marks on Lauren''s fair skin were ring, with blisters forming on the surface.


    Frowning deeply, Felix led Lauren to the sofa.


    Just then, Kate, Anna, and Marilyn emerged from the house.


    Kate immediately noticed the burn on Lauren''s arm, her eyes reddening with pain, "What happened here?"


    Anna''s eyes filled with tears.


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    Ever since Lauren affectionately called her "Mom," she had treated her like her own daughter, cherishing and caring for her deeply. Now, seeing Lauren injured like this, she was frantic and rushed to fetch the first aid kit.


    Marilyn, noticing Mia, eximed in surprise, “Mia, what are you doing here?"


    Then, her gaze fell on the chaotic scene and the disheveled Brendan, and she asked, "What happened?"


    Mia recounted the events sinctly. Marilyn listened, her eyes filled with disgust as she red at Brendan.


    Kate, furious, mmed her cane on the floor, the sound echoing loudly in the quiet living room, "How dare you hurt my granddaughter in my house; the audacity!"


    Felix gently ced Lauren''s hand on hisp and took the first aid kit from Anna, beginning to treat the burns.


    His movements were gentle as he asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"


    Lauren, her eyes fixed on him, shook her head slightly.


    A flicker of pain crossed Felix''s eyes, his touch bing even gentler, creating a hush so profound it seemed the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.


    The gaze of Kate, Anna, Marilyn, and Mia all focused on Lauren.


    Brendan and Brielle,pletely ignored, felt each second stretch like an eternity in hell.


    It took Felix about ten minutes to finish treating the burns.


    He closed the first aid kit and looked up, his gaze icy and menacing as it swept over Brendan and Brielle, his voice low and dangerous, as if heralding a storm, "You''d better have a good exnation."


    Though his voice wasn''t loud, it carried an undeniable authority.


    Brendan clenched his teeth, his facial muscles twitching with rage, "Mr. Brooker, we didn''te here looking for trouble. We came for our son Keh, but we


    never expected to find the culprit who turned our daughter into a vegetable here. So, in a moment of anger, we struck her, but she deserved it!"


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