Chapter 1571
Odette''s heartless words snatched the air from Edmund''s lungs. Outraged, he clenched his jaw and
roared, "What did my father ever do to you, Odette? How could you say that about him?"
She snorted and drawled, "I can say whatever I want about him. What are you going to do about it,
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Edmund? You don''t honestly think you''re still the high-and-mighty young master of the Albright Family,
are you? As far as anyone knows, you’ve already been thrown out of the family like a stray mutt! How
dare you talk to me this way?"
At once, everyone in the lounge burst into raucousughter. Julian, in particr, guffawed as he
praised, "Well said, Odette, though stray mutt might be an over-glorification of this useless piece of
trash!" Then, he turned to eye Edmund imperiously. "I''ll give you another chance, Edmund. Get down
on your knees and apologize to Odette, then I might consider letting you off this time. If not, I''ll chop off
both your legs and you''ll never get to kneel again!"
Edmund spat, "Go ahead. Kill me if you''re so great! See if I''ll flinch in the face of death!"
Julian''s eyes widened by a fraction as he bit out maliciously, "Well, aren''t you an ambitious one? Fine.
If it''s death you want, then so be it!" As he said this, he grabbed the paring knife off the table and
lunged forward, aiming for Edmund''s neck.
At the veryst second, Edmund''s gaze flickered over to Odette, who watched him with cold humor.
There was not a single trace of reluctance and unease on her face. In fact, she even looked excited.
A bitter chuckle escaped him. The knife was drawing near, and so was his end. He did not flinch.
Instead, he closed his eyes slowly.
After all, what did he have to live for now that the only hope he had left in this world was brutally
shattered?
However, he had closed his eyes for what felt like an inordinate amount of time but felt no sharp knife
plunging into his neck.
Surprised, he opened his eyes, only to see that Julian was sprawled on the couch and coughing up
blood, looking severely wounded.
In a fit of bewilderment, Edmund turned to see that a young man had appeared next to him so
soundlessly that he did not even sense his presence before this.
The young man was wearing a baseball cap that concealed his profile, but there was something
familiar about him. It was Matthew, and he had overheard and seen everything while he was outside
the door. He could havee in before the tension escted, but he chose not to; he needed Edmund
to go through this agony so that he would finally let go of Odette and whatever rose-colored past they
shared.
Presently, Julian spat out a mouthful of blood and red at Matthew insidiously, demanding, "Who the
hell do you think you are? I''m the sessor to the Huntington Family, and you just punched me! You''ll
be sorry when my family hears of this! You have dered war with the Ten Greatest Families, you
ignorant prick, and you... You''re basically asking for death!"
Matthew scoffed, and his voice was low as he replied, "The only reason I didn''t kill you, Julian, is
because your life isn''t mine to take; it''s Edmund''s! Just you wait. It won''t be long now before Edmund
kills you with his own bare hands!"
Julian froze when he heard this, then forced out, "You''re saying this piece of trash here is gonna kill
me? What are you, an idiot? You''vee to the wrong ce and picked on the wrong person, buddy,
and for that, you won''t leave here alive tonight!"
Odette helped Julian up frantically and roared at the others in the lounge, "What the hell are you all
waiting for? He just hit Julian! You''re supposed to kill him!"
Upon hearing this, the bystanders immediately surrounded Matthew, looking like they were ready to
pummel him.
He brought Edmund to a remote corner and tossed him on the ground.
Wordlessly, Matthew took off his baseball cap, revealing his full profile to Edmund. New ch?pter
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