Your Protection for Her

In the nick of time, Old Mr. Louise swiftly raised his cane and struck it hard against Yvonne's leg.

Yvonne winced in pain, her knees buckling as she awkwardly fell to the ground.

“Yvonne!”

Mrs. Louise exclaimed, her face filled with shock and concern.

She hurriedly rushed over to help Yvonne Louise up.

“Darling, are you alright? Did you hurt yourself?”

Clutching onto Mrs. Louise's arm, Yvonne cried like a distressed child, “Mom, Grandfather doesn't care about me anymore. He actually hit me! He hit me for the sake of an outsider!”

Her wailing echoed throughout the hall, evoking sympathy from those present.

Old Mr. Louise's dark expression remained unchanged as he coldly shouted, “What are you all standing around for? Take her away immediately, this disgraceful spectacle!”

Mrs. Louise hesitated for a moment, then composed herself, supporting Yvonne as they quickly left.

Yvonne, filled with resentment, growled under her breath, “Cynthia Shannon! I… mmm!”