Chapter 1286


    Nigel gasped when he sensed the power contained within Damian’s attack, and he wanted to step in


    and help Mister Umair, but unfortunately, he was not powerful enough to do so.


    Before he could even react, Damian’s attack struck Mister Umair squarely in the middle of his chest


    and propelled him backward from the impact.


    Mister Umair spat out a mouthful of bright red blood as he crumpled onto the ground in a heap. A wave


    of excruciating pain shot through his chest, and it was clear he had suffered some injuries.


    However, Damian was just trying to teach him a lesson and did not put too much power into his attack.


    Therefore, the injuries Mister Umair had sustained were just minor ones.


    “What are you doing, Uncle Damian?” The color drained from Nigel’s face. Mister Umair was rted to


    the second line of direct descendants of the Scammells, and the fact that Damian had the audacity to


    attack him like this meant that he did not respect any of them at all.


    “I’ll repeat myself onest time! You can either get on your knees and apologize, or you can get the hell


    out of here!” Damian snapped.


    “Yes, sir.” Mister Umair shuddered, then quickly got on his knees in front of Leon and Iris. “Miss Iris, this


    is all my fault. I sincerely apologize for my behavior, and I hope that you will find it in yourself to forgive


    me…” Mister Umair was far more sincere after being punished by Damian.


    “Alright, you can get up now,” Iris said. She had no intention of holding Mister Umair responsible for this


    at all.


    “Thank you, Miss Iris.” Mister Umair finally got up after receiving Iris‘ confirmation.


    Damian’s expression rxed when he saw this and did not pursue this matter any further. He gestured


    for Iris to approach him, smiling. “Iris,e here. I’ll bring you to meet your Grandpa and Grandma.”


    “Okay,” Iris replied, then tugged on Leon’s elbow and approached Damian.


    Damian fixated his gaze on Leon and asked, “Who is this, Iris? Is he your boyfriend?”


    “Yes, he is. His name is Leon Wolf.” Iris introduced them to each other.


    “Nice to meet you, Uncle Damian,” Leon greeted him politely.


    “I like you, you’re a good man!” Damian nodded at him in approval. He had caught sight of Leon


    shielding Iris behind his back when he approached them from afar, and the fact that Leon had chosen


    to protect Iris in times of peril left a good impression on Damian. With that, Damian led to two of them


    back toward the mansion.


    “Rats!” A grotesque look crossed Nigel’s face as he watched their retreating figures and could not help


    landing a punch on a nearby tree, leaving a fist mark in its trunk.


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    “You’re just a cripple, and we’ll see how things’ll change once you lose your right as heir to the throne!”


    Nigel scoffed as a glimmer of malice shed through his eyes.


    The reason Damian and Nigel’s father were at a crossroads with each other was because of the


    inheritance.


    Damian was the eldest son of the Scammell’s first line of direct descendants, and thus was the next


    heir to the fortune. Initially, the power was to fall into his hands, but about two years ago, his legs


    began to get weak, then eventually lost all their power and he was subsequently wheelchair–bound.


    However, the Scammells were an ancient and traditional family, and most of the elders did not agree


    the idea of having a cripple as the future head of the family. Ever since then, Nigel’s father had gotten


    into a longstanding power battle against Damian, and eventually, their rtionship turned sour.