Chapter 510:


    After being pped and almost pushed to the floor, Brendon was furious, feeling a fire burning in his chest.


    “Aren’t you leaving already?” Christina asked, her voice cold.


    Brendon narrowed his eyes, anger clear as he said, “Are you sure you want to treat me this way? You should think twice, Christina.”


    Christina replied firmly, “I already thought about it. Now, get lost.”


    “Fine, then! But don’te crawling back, begging me for helpter. You’ll absolutely regret this, I promise you,” Brendon said sharply.


    “I won’t,” Christina answered, her voice sharp and full of defiance.


    “Good!” Brendon bit out through gritted teeth. “You said it yourself, so don’te crying to meter, because I won’t be there to help you!”


    “If you don’t all get out of here right now, I swear to God, I’ll shove this toilet brush straight into each of your mouths,” Christina said, turning slowly to fix Brendon, Katie, and Ynda with a venomous re.


    The sheer intensity of the look in her eyes made all three of them instinctively recoil, taking a swift step backward. They knew, with a chilling certainty, that Christina was precisely unhinged enough to actually follow through on such a deranged threat. The mere thought of a dirty, grimy toilet brush being forced into their mouths made their stomachs churn with unbearable nausea.


    “Bethel.” Ynda spoke up, her voiceced with incredulity. “Brendon and Katie are your own flesh and blood, your grandchildren. How can you possibly not be on their side? How can you just stand there and let Christina throw them out like this?”


    Bethel had been smiling warmly as she held Christina’s hand, but Ynda’s words instantly wiped the cheerful expression from her face.


    “Whatever Christina wants, I want too! I want all of you out of here, right now. I’ve had it up to here with all this incessant noise and drama. It’s absolutely exhausting!” Bethel snapped, fixing Ynda with a sharp, piercing re. “Especially you, Ynda. You’re nothing but a meddling, gossiping pain in the neck!”


    “Bethel… How could you call me something like that?” Ynda’s voice trembled, almost breaking, as she turned to Brendon, tears already streaming down her face.


    “Am I wrong, then?” Bethel shot back, her tone chillingly cold.


    Ynda stood rigidly beside Brendon, trapped in an agonizing vice between her simmering anger and profound humiliation.


    “Grandma,” Brendon said, his brow furrowed in confusion, his voice tight with disbelief. “Are you really siding with Christina?” Christina had just pped him hard across the face, and his own grandmother hadn’t uttered a single word of protest. She had even smiled. He simply couldn’t make sense of what was happening.


    Bethel looked them over with a cold stare and said, “Why wouldn’t I? Christina means as much to me as my own granddaughter. I’m exhausted. I just want some peace. All of you, get out.”


    Brendon called out firmly, “Christina,e out here. We need to talk.”


    Christina didn’t even look his way. “Not feeling it.”


    Brendon struggled to keep calm. “You’re really noting out? Just so you know, if you end up losing something, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”


    Christina said calmly, “If you try to take anything from me, I swear, I’ll make you pay twice over.”


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