<b>Chapter </b><b>627 </b>
Howard became increasingly frustrated, and Bianca interjected hypocritically, <b>“</b>Exactly. Tobias has always been open–minded and generous. Exchanging numbers is no big deal. Why make such a fuss?
<b>“</b><b>You’re </b>making it seem like Tobias wants to do something to you.”
Howard pushed his sses up, furrowing his brows as he exined <b>to </b>Mnie, “Tobias and I are old friends. He just wants <b>to care </b>for <b>you </b>too.”
Mnie looked at him calmly. “Why does he want to do that? Am I that close to him? Also-”
She continued sarcastically<b>, </b>“You’ve neglected me for so many years. Now you’re telling me your friend is concerned about me. Do you actually want me to believe that?”
<b>“</b>Mnie<b>!</b><b>” </b>Howard suddenly lowered his voice, his face flushing red as <b>he </b>scolded her, <b>“</b>Who taught you to speak to your elders like this, your grandfather or your mother?
“I should have taken you away <b>back </b>then. Look at what you’ve be now. You disrespect your
elders and show no remorse<b>!</b><b>” </b>
Initially<b>, </b>Mnie could contain her anger, but she did not expect Howard to mention her grandfather
in such an usatory tone.
Mnie’s expression instantly turned cold. “Howard, you have no right to mention my grandfather!”
Both Mnie’s paternal grandparents passed away early, and her maternal grandfather had always
treated Howard like his own son.
When Dn wanted a divorce<b>, </b>her grandfather had stood by Howard’s side. Even after learning about Howard’s infidelity, he never said a bad word about him in front of Mnie.
What right did Howard have to me her grandfather?
Howard suddenly raised his hand, his eyes zing with anger. <b>“</b>Mnie, do you still have any manners left? How dare you speak to me like this?! It looks like I haven’t disciplined you enough all these years!”
The moment he said that, his palm came swinging down.
Mnie did not have time to dodge and instinctively leaned sideways. However, the blow did not <be</b><b>. </b>Instead, she felt a force grabbing her arm and <b>pulling </b>her <b>back </b><b>a </b>few steps. She stumbled into a
warm embrace.
The familiar scent <b>of </b>pine filled her senses <b>as </b>she looked up and saw Eugene’s clear and defined jawline. She found herself held tightly in his arms, <b>just </b><b>in </b>time <b>to </b>avoid Howard’s p.
The room fell silent, and even Howard <b>was </b>taken aback. He looked at his empty hand. Something shed through his eyes before <b>his </b>usual dominant attitude returned. There was an underlying sense <b>of </b>guilt on his face<b>. </b>
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The moment he saw Eugene, that sense of guilt vanished and was reced by anger. “Mnie! Have 1 lost control over you now? Look at what you’ve be”
Mnie recalled the moment of shock and pinched her palm as Howard’s angry questioning tone rang in her ears
Closing her eyes briefly, she looked back at Howard. Her gaze was filled with bone–chilling coldness.
At that moment, another person barged into the room. Yvette entered the room with a cheerful smile and said, “Oh, <b>I’m </b>sorry <b>I’m </bte, Mel. Does your dad’s invitation for dinner still stand?”
Her words came to an abrupt halt when she saw Eugene. She froze on the spot, murmuring, “Mr. Scott, how did you get here so soon?”
Mnie did not hear Yvette’s words. She was focused on Howard, looking at the hint of guilt and nervousness in his eyes. Apart from that, there was no trace of remorse or regret
It looked like he would not have cared even if he had actually managed to p Mnie just now.
<i>“</i>Come on, Howard old guy. What’s wrong with you? Can’t you resolve things peacefully? Why resort to violence? Is this youngdy’s face something you can just hit casually?
“It would be such a shame if she got disfigured.” Tobias switched up his demeanor again and yed the good guy.