Even Sophie Jenkins herself didn’t expect that Skye Brown, who seed so weak, would suddenly make a move against her.
Not only did she slap her hand, but she also viciously cursed them as—dogs?
"What did you say? You young girl, how could you be so uncultured and speak such foul language!" Sophie Jenkins furrowed her brows, putting on an elder’s deanor.
"You followed Ian Moore, so at the very least you should be my junior. As Ian’s Mom, I give you so advice, and you still dare to talk back? Heh, as expected, you’re from a small and insignificant family, completely unpresentable... Oh, you... you, you, you... what are you doing, let go!"
Sophie hadn’t finished her words when her finger, pointing at Skye Brown, was suddenly grabbed by the woman.
Skye Brown didn’t waste ti with her and grabbed her right index finger that was randomly pointing in front of her, and twisted it outwards.
"Miss, you do talk a lot... I may be uncultured, but I seem to be a few years older than you. At the age of twenty-sothing, in one’s pri, to snatch your own uncle, that’s truly disgraceful and a sha to the family."
After Skye finished speaking, she flung her hand, causing Sophie to stumble backward.
Sophie cried out dramatically and was sturdily supported by Marie Wellington.
"Skye Brown, you’re too much... Sophie is your elder, she’s my wife, and you dare to lay hands on her when she’s kindly giving you advice! Hmph, indeed soone who can’t be on stage... A girl like you, if you stay with Ian Moore, you must follow the rules of the Wellington family, otherwise, don’t even think about stepping into the Wellington family!"
Marie Wellington angrily reprimanded Skye Brown, then turned to look at Dylan Wellington.
His anger slightly subdued when facing Dylan for a mont.
But after seeing the emptiness in Dylan’s eyes, he suddenly recalled Dylan’s current situation and felt reassured.
Marie put on a majestic expression: "Ian, take your mom and this woman away... The three of you, I don’t want to see you now, and neither does Grandpa."
As he spoke, Marie’s gaze moved from Dylan’s face to Joan Wellington’s angry face.
Compared to his son, he actually preferred his daughter more.
Joan used to be his joy when she was little.
Marie felt a softness in his heart: "Joan can stay, she hasn’t seen her Grandpa for many years... Let her replace you in keeping a watch here. As for everyone else, get out, and don’t appear here."
Convinced that he had solidified his position as Wellington family’s CEO, Marie spoke quite domineeringly.
However, in the next instant, Dylan Wellington raised those empty yet brooding eyes, coldly looking in Marie’s direction.
"Get out?" Dylan coldly laughed, "You’re right, indeed soone should get out. But the ones who should are not , it’s you... Marie Wellington, Sophie Jenkins, and the rest of the Jenkins family... You’re not welco here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bodyguards in black standing behind him orderly advanced, controlling Marie Wellington along with the other Jenkins family mbers.
Marie Wellington was furious: "Dylan Wellington, what are you doing? This is a hospital... a public place, and you’re taking action against your father and elders, aren’t you afraid..."
"Of course, I’m afraid. I’m afraid you’ll tell the dia, and I’m afraid you’ll go to the board of directors to complain. So, Marie Wellington... leave quickly, go cry to whoever you need to. Because if you’re any later, you’ll even lose the opportunity to complain."
As he spoke, the man’s thin lips curled into a cruel, frosty smile.
Marie Wellington was utterly foolish to the extre.
Thinking that just because Dylan Wellington went blind, he couldn’t deal with them?
Heh, just a buffoon, once he ensures Grandpa’s safety, he has plenty of ways to deal with them.
[It’s late, can’t write much today, there’s one more Chapter before midnight]
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