<b>Chapter </b><b>566 </b>


    After Aubree finished <b>speaking</b>, <b>a </b>visible struggle flickered across Josephine’s <b>face</b>. Ultimately, fear prevailed. Even if she didn’t <b>care </b>about herself, <b>she </b>had to <b>think </b>of <b>her </b>son.


    At <b>worst</b>, it would cost her life, but her <b>son </b><b>was </b>still so young. She couldn’t afford to mess <b>with </b>the <b>vige </b>head’s family.


    Josephine pressed her lips into a bitter line and shook her head firmly. She said, “Thank you for what you did today, but I hope you won’t tell anyone about this.”


    Samuel’s eyebrows shot up, a smug grin spreading across his face as he thought, These outsiders really think they’re something <b>special</b>, huh? Once this blows <b>over</b>, I’ll make that bitch pay for it in bed. I’ll make her beg for mercy and then finish her off.


    <b>As </b>for these outsiders, I would get Dad to <b>teach </b>them a lesson they’d never forget.


    ‘How dare that guy actually hit me! Just wait, <b>I’ll </b>smash his legs to pieces. And that woman? She’ll find out <b>exactly </b>what <b>I </b>can do to her.


    Aubree stepped forward and hugged her,forting, “You have to stand up on your own. If everyone keeps twisting the truth, then <b>go </b>ahead and call them out. Hit them so hard they won’t dare to push the me on you again.”


    Samuel clung to Aubree’s shoulders<b>, </b>crying so hard she couldn’t stop. “<b>I </b>can’t do it. As long as I’m still stuck in this vige, there’s nothing <b>I </b>can do,” she sobbed.


    Those words made Aubree realize even more clearly that if the vige head of Ridgehaven Town wasn’t dealt with, nothing she wanted to aplish here would ever work out.


    And the look on Samuel’s face just now said it all—he knew he could get away with anything.


    Josephine <b>was </b>terrified of retaliation from the vige head’s family.


    Compared to Aubree’s gentle approach, Bowen was like a force of nature.


    He yanked Aubree to his side as he said, “Since she’s already said that, let’s just act like we never saw anything.”


    Josephine started shaking even harder.


    Aubree looked back at Bowen, her <b>eyes </b>full of disapproval. <b>If </b>even she could see what was happening, Bowen must have realized it even sooner.


    Bowen didn’t budge as he said, “So<b>, </b>are we leaving or what? <b>If </b>she really thinks that giving in will make Samuel let her off, then why should we bother with any of this<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    Josephine was left speechless as he’d hit the nail right on the head.


    “She doesn’t even dare say a word to us here. Once we’re gone, <b>if </b>she ends up getting bullied to death, well, that’s on her.


    “Only an idiot would think that backing down will ever make the bullies stop,” Bowen scoffed.


    Josephine trembled, but those words really hit home.


    ‘If I don’t dare do anything to Samuel now, will the vige head’s family really let me go once they’re gone?‘ she questioned herself.


    Deep down<b>, </b>she already knew the answer.


    Instead of waiting for them to leave and then suffering the vige head’s family’s revenge, she might as well give Samuel a taste of his own medicine right now. Even if they came for herter, at least she wouldn’t go down without a fight.


    With that thought, Josephine clenched her fists, suddenly reached out, and pushed Samuel to the ground. She red between his legs and sent a vicious kick right where it hurt most.


    “Ah!” Samuel let out a scream that was even more blood–curdling than Josephine’s. It <b>was </b>so shrill it could have shattered the sky and knocked down the walls of Josephine’s house.


    Finally, Aubree let out a sigh and thought, ‘She should have done this long ago.


    However, none of them realized that the scream had been heard loud and clear by the vige head himself, who was hurrying over.


    The blond guy with him piped up, “Sir, that sounded just like Samuel!”


    “Let’s move faster!” the vige chief snapped.


    <b>3:41 </b>PM


    Soon, a knock sounded at the door, and <b>a </b>booming male voice came from outside, <b>“</b>Josephine<b>, </b><b>are </b>you home? <b>I </b>need a word with you.”


    When Josephone heard that voice, her <b>face </b><b>went </b>pale as she whispered, “Don’t open the door. It’s the vige chief.”


    Samuel, who <b>was </b>still writhing on the ground, recognized his old man’s <b>voice </b>too.