Chapter 249 Brewing Trouble
It wouldn’t even be an exaggeration to say Marie had already gone <b>crazy </b>
Eddie sucked in a sharp breath.
ing to find Ste.
He turned to Abraham. “Listen, let me exin. I really think this is a misunderstanding. Ell go find her right now.”
He was so anxious he was practically spinning in circles,
That damn tomboy… Always causing trouble everywhere she goes,
Even though he was furious, she was still his sister. What could he do<b>? </b>Let her screw things up in front of Abraham and get herself killed?
At a moment like this, if Ste really got taken away. Eddie didn’t even want to imagine the consequences.
As he turned to leave-
Abraham’s cold voice rang out behind him. “Beat her.”
Abel immediately replied, “Understood.”
Eddie shuddered from head to toe.
Come on. Abraham, leave it to me. I’ll handle it, no need for you to get involved.”
“Besides, Ste doesn’t like seeing your violent side. You know that. Back <b>then</b>, when she saw you kill someone, she almost had a mental breakdown.”
At that moment, Eddie still didn’t know that Ste had witnessed another incident the <b>night </b>before.
But this time, she hadn’t run away- and she hadn’t shut down, either,
Abraham leaned back against the armrest, staring at Eddie. Their eyes met, and Eddie’s entire body tensed up again.
Abraham said coolly. “Evie could use a <b>good </b>lesson.”
Eddie blinked.
A lesson<b>?</b>Coming from Abraham, that usually meant something nobody could handle.
Abraham <b>turned </b>to Abel. “Teach her a lesson she won’t forget.”
“Yes, sir, Abel said with a <b>nod</b>.
Eddie’s mouth twitched.
Teach her a lesson? Knowing <b>Abraham</b>, she might survive, but she wouldn’te out of it in one piece.
God help us. What the hell was Evie thinking, getting mixed up with <b>Marie</b>?
He couldn’t understand it at all.
Abel was about to leave when Eddie grabbed him. “Wait a <b>second</b>, Abel. How exactly are you nning to teach her a lesson“?”
Abel answered calmly, “Beat her until she’s <b>ck </b>and blue. How about that?”
Eddie’s eyelid twitched. “Just that?”
Abel said, “Considering you’re her brother, I’ll go easy on her.”
Hoki on-
“Evie’s skin is so dark. Making her bruises visible is gonna take some serious force, isn’t it?”
If they really bruised Evie badly enough to show on her skin, she might have to go straight to Hamlin to get her face fixed.
“Look, don’t go too hard on her, okay? She’s the only sister I have. Let me handle her myself. I promise I’ll teach her a lesson she won’t forget.
Abel pulled away from his grip. “Even Dr. Evie can’t be reached right now. How exactly do you n on making her submit?”
Eddie stood there, at a <b>loss </b>for words.
That damned girl.
Abel was already walking off.
Eddie <b>quickly </b>pulled out his phone and tried calling Evie. Just like Abel said, the call wouldn’t go through. He tried another number–same result.
Eddie <b>was </b>so mad he started pacing in circles.
When the hell did that idzot shake hands with Marie?
Helping Marie pull a stunt like this?
During the time they had been away from Fleule, what on earth had happened between Marie and Evie?
Not long after Ste returned to her room
Abraham came in. Hearing the door, Ste turned around, her cheeks still flushed pink
Clearly, she still hadn’t recovered from Eddie’s awkward conversation earlier.
Abraham leanedzily against the doorframe, arms crossed. “Still that scared?”
Ste <b>looked </b>up at him with big, pitiful eyes but said nothing
Abraham let out a <b>small </b>sigh, walked over, and pulled her into his arms. “You little thing<b>.</b><b>” </b>
He sat down and pulled her onto hisp.
Their eyes met. He leaned down and brushed a kiss across her lips. “No need to hide anymore<b>, </b>okay?”
Ste <b>said </b>nothing.
Abraham stayed with her for a long while before finally leaving.
Not long after, there was a knock at the door.
Ste called <b>out</b>, “Come in.”
The housekeeper entered. “Miss, there’s a young gentleman named Reed here to see you.”
Ste froze..
Reed?
“Is he young or old?”
Thinking about what Patrick had <b>said </b>yesterday on Pluehville Hill – promising her anything she wanted–she found itughable.
They really think I care about their scraps! The problem was never about resources or fairness.
She had never cared how much they favored Lilian or how they neglected her.
Everything that had happened now had nothing to do with whether they had been good parents or good brothers to her.