Connor, as per Harry Hunter's instructions, was to deliver lunch to Isabella Weaver at noon. He had just driven into the neighborhood when he saw Isabella, in her pajamas, being dragged out by two tall, strong men.
He recognized these two; aren't they the ones around the old lady?
What are they doing here!
Connor rushed over, got out of the car, and shouted, "You two, get away from her! Have you lost your minds to dare lay a hand on the Young Madam!"
The bodyguard's fist stopped in mid-air, unable to strike down.
Harry Hunter's deterrent power is formidable; even though he's not here, bodyguards generally wouldn't dare hit his wife.
"What Young Madam? Our Hunter Family has never acknowledged her! Connor, don't protect this wild vixen. Hit her; I want her to know who reigns in the Hunter Family!"
The voice of the old lady rang out powerfully. She stood on the balcony on the second floor, supported by Cherry Lewis, commanding condescendingly.