“You little beast. Your mother tried to blackmail my son and you dare sue him? Report him to the police?”
“Do you really think the Dreadmoor family will let that slide?” “Hit him! I’ll make sure his mother can’t even rest in peace!”
“No! Stop it!”
My father limped out with his cane to protect me, but Alaric shoved him to the ground.
Hatred surged through me, giving me the strength to break free. I picked up a chair and charged at Alaric, slamming it into him.
Before I could react, someone behind me kicked me into the wall.
Then Selene appeared. She only saw the aftermath, not the beginning. And truthfully, I don’t think she cared.
“Selene,” Alaric cried, “I only brought my mom to apologize, but he attacked me. Ahh! It hurts so much!”
Selene helped him up and looked at me with cold indifference.
“Xavier, did you not take my words to heart? I told you this matter should end here, but you refused to listen.”
“It’s not like that! He brought people to disrupt the funeral...”
“No, we didn’t! He’s lying!”
Suddenly, Alaric burst into tears and collapsed dramatically.
Mrs. Dreadmoor seized the moment.