"Brother Nathan, you can't hurt my sister like this! You promised to protect her forever—why force her to kneel to a lowly woman?"
Nathan’s voice turned icy.
"Samuel, you're young. You don’t understand. This is for your sister’s own good, to stop her from harming others."
"You're lying! My sister would never hurt anyone! You're framing her!"
"Nathan, I’m eighteen now, not a child. If you can't protect my sister, I will." His youthful face was filled with grief and fury. He turned to pull me away.
Nathan waved his hand; the bodyguards blocked us.
"Catherine, you must take responsibility. You haven't apologized to Victoria." My brother shoved the bodyguards in anger, but they seized him. Seeing them grab my arm, he roared,
"Don't touch my sister! I'll apologize to her! I’ll beat her, I'll scold her, I'll do anything!"
Then he fell to his knees with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly toward Victoria.
"I'm bowing to you to apologize! Don’t treat my sister like this! She's a girl! Don’t humiliate her…" Tears instantly blurred my vision. I kicked the bodyguard’s leg and rushed to pull him into my arms.