Michael Linton’s words made Fabian Hols so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but in the end, he restrained his urge to curse. He understood that the person being praised was also his son, but he couldn’t stand the other person belittling his other son.
The other son was raised by him single-handedly, and by belittling him like that, isn’t it just criticizing him for not raising him well?
"Do you talk like this? You’re their uncle, wouldn’t you want them to get along instead of fighting?" Although he managed to restrain his urge to curse, he still expressed his dissatisfaction angrily.
"I’m not going to argue with you here. You better talk to that son of yours and tell him to stop ssing around." Michael Linton sensed Fabian Hols’ dissatisfaction over the phone. No matter what, the other party was siding with the younger son, and he felt very uncomfortable hearing that. "Don’t forget Easton is also your son; treat him fairly from now on."
After saying this, he directly hung up the phone. Before doing so, he rudely reminded the other party without caring how they might think or whether they would be upset.
After Michael Linton unilaterally hung up the phone, Fabian Hols couldn’t control his emotions anymore and shouted at Alia Linton standing in front of him: "Alia Linton! You’re ruthless! I see that you and your brother will end up badly for causing Theodore’s death."
He was so mad that he was speaking nonsense, and his mind was muddled, filled with deep anger.
Alia Linton had no idea what was happening. Being yelled at like that by Fabian Hols, she was montarily bewildered, but she quickly snapped out of it and shouted back at him, "Fabian Hols! You say I’m crazy; I think you’re the one who’s crazy, speaking nonsense in the middle of the night."
"My brother and I want to kill that bastard? You really think your brat..."
Slap!
Fabian Hols raised his hand and slapped Alia Linton. Filled with intense anger, he didn’t control the force of his hand, and the slap was both loud and powerful.
"Fabian Hols! You hit again?"
Lately, Alia Linton had been slapped by Fabian Hols several tis, making her so angry that she rushed up to get back at him.
Seeing the woman angrily rushing toward him, Fabian Hols reacted imdiately by raising his hand to block her, "I hit you, and if you dare to speak nonsense again, I will hit you again."
He wasn’t just saying this; he raised his other hand, ready to hit again.
"Go ahead, hit again; try it." Alia Linton moved closer to Fabian Hols, turning her face to him, "I’m giving you my face; if you don’t hit , you’re not a man."
She had a provocative stance, and as she spoke, she moved her face even closer to his hand.
"You’re really insane!"
Fabian Hols forcefully pushed Alia Linton, who had moved close to him. She didn’t expect him to push her, and not prepared for it, she stumbled backward several steps before regaining her balance.
After steadying herself, Alia Linton rushed angrily at Fabian Hols once again, now even more aggressive than before, "Fabian Hols! You dared to push ; I’m going to fight you."
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