Chapter 1669: Chapter 1672: It’s None of Your Business If I Hit My Wife!
“I discipline my wife. What’s it to you? I’m warning you, don’t think that just because you’re a Duchess I wouldn’t dare make a move! You better step aside, or I’ll beat you too!”
Theodore Lucas, furious and embarrassed, blurted out his words without thinking.
Emily Taylor hid behind Sylvia Scott and poked her head out: “I’m not your wife. Your wife is Tara Hammond. If you want to hit soone, it should be her. It has nothing to do with !”
What a shaless scumbag.
When it benefits him, he thinks of the mistress. When there’s no benefit, he claims she’s his wife.
Even though Emily and Theodore haven’t finalized their divorce yet, this man’s shalessness has made her lose all respect for him.
“You…” Theodore, furious at Emily’s comnt, almost suffered an internal injury.
At this mont, whether he admitted Emily was still his wife or not, it was a losing situation.
Watching the scumbag’s face turn alternately pale and flushed, Sylvia couldn’t help but laugh.
“Soone like you, daring to lay a hand on ? The forr heir of the Lucas family, yet you can’t even handle a woman. Mr. Lucas, I’m not looking down on you, but if you want to threaten , at least make sure you’re strong enough to win first, right?”
As Sylvia finished speaking, her left hand applied even more force.
The veins on Theodore’s right hand imdiately bulged.
If Theodore hadn’t clenched his molars right away, he might have cried out from the pain.
Who would have thought that soone as delicate and charming as Sylvia would possess strength greater than a man’s?
“Mrs. Redington, please let go. This is the Lucas family’s internal eting. Your unexpected presence here is already against the rules. If you continue to cause trouble, I will have no choice but to use force to remove you.”
Theodore was completely subdued by Sylvia. At this point, only Albert Lucas, as an elder, could speak on his behalf.
Uncle Albert, who stood on the sa side as Theodore, naturally wouldn’t stand idly by.
Who knew that Sylvia wasn’t the slightest bit intimidated by Albert’s words.
“Sir, I understand you are my son-in-law’s great-uncle, the senior-most elder in the family. Originally, I thought soone like you would be the most impartial and fair. But today, having had the chance to witness the Lucas family’s internal eting, I’ve discovered that your so-called impartiality and fairness are nothing but a joke.”
“You… what did you say…” Albert’s aged eyelids quivered slightly, clearly agitated.
“This is the Lucas family, and even if you are Ethan Wilson’s mother-in-law, you should not speak like this. Mrs. Redington, please show so respect!”
“Why shouldn’t I speak my mind? I don’t think I’ve said anything wrong. When Theodore tried to commit violence, why didn’t you step forward to stop him? Now that he’s failed miserably and been subdued by , you step forward to defend him. Mr. Lucas, elders as muddled as you wouldn’t even have the qualifications to sit in the main seat if you were part of our Redington family.”
“You… you’ve gone too far!” Albert finally lost his temper, slamming his hand heavily on the table.
“Soone, escort this woman out of here. This is the Lucas family’s internal eting, and she has no right to stand here!”
Lily, seeing the Lucas family preparing to move against Sylvia, began to rise from her seat.
Aidan Lucas drew her into his arms and held her close.
“Don’t panic. Mother-in-law obviously has everything under control. My great-uncle is no match for her. Relax.”
Aidan had long since noticed that his mother-in-law had a ‘formidable combat power.’
Not only were her physical abilities extraordinary, but her mind was astonishingly sharp and perceptive.
She could even transform soone as soft and gentle as Emily Taylor into a spirited, carefree woman. Taking on a senile great-uncle would be no challenge at all.
Sure enough, Aidan’s predictions were spot on.
Faced with Albert’s attempts to intervene, Sylvia didn’t flinch; instead, she yanked Theodore forward.
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