Chapter 883


    Old Master Severe and George came downstairs and saw Zayne''s horrible wounds. George


    scolded the culprit angrily, "Jay, I''ve really misjudged you. I didn''t expect you to be such a cruel and


    ruthless person."


    Old Master Severe said nothing, but there was a faint shimmer of moisture in his withered eyes.


    George only knew that his son had been beaten. What he did not know was that Jay was using this


    ruthless method to protect the Severe family.


    The person who was really suffering was Jay.


    "Dad, I don''t want to work with Eminent Honor anymore." Zayne took advantage of his injury to act


    out against George.


    He remembered his promise to Jay.


    George was still disheartened by his son''s injury just a moment ago. Then, he suddenly picked up a


    broom to hit him when he heard his son''s unpromising words.


    "What did you say? When you had me give you the money to establish Eminent Honor back then,


    you knelt in front of me and made a promise. You said that you want to tear thebel of a prodigal


    off yourself and that you would revitalize the Severe family. But now you''re so easily saying that you


    want t o quit?"


    Angeline shielded Zayne and snatched away the broomstick from George. "Dad, don''t get angry


    first. Listen to everything Brother has to say."


    With a guilty expression, Old Master Severe said to Cole, "Mr. Yorks, I apologize that you have to


    witness this fiasco. The children have grown. After all that’s said and done, we’d like to keep our


    dignity. I implore Mr. Yorks to step back."


    Cole left gracefully.


    Angeline spread herself over Zayne, crying as she said to George, "Dad, Brother is already hurt all


    over. If you hit him again, he’ll die."


    George said, "You think I wouldn’t dare hit you because you''re protecting this prodigal?" After


    saying this, he raised his broom and waved it down.


    Lady Severe ran out and knelt in front of George. "Old Master, please let them go. If you want to hit


    someone, hit me."


    Anne stood aside, holding her arms with both hands. Her expression was neither indifferent nor


    judging.


    "Oh, Old Master, you''re also at fault. You clearly knew that Zayne is a useless good-for-nothing yet


    you still used so much money to start a business for him. Well done now. The money''s gone. Aren''t


    you heartbroken?"


    Zayne was probably provoked by Anne''s words when h e suddenly pushed Angeline away and knelt


    in front o f George, enduring the pain.


    "Dad, hit me. It''s your son who failed to keep his promise and disappointed you."


    George swung the broom hard on Zayne''s back several times. Lady Severe’s eyes rolled back in


    fright before she finally fainted.


    George was so annoyed that he threw the broom aside... "Alright, alright. It''s because I was unable


    to teach my son. It’s all my fault."


    Angelina and Shirley hurriedly dragged the bloody Zayne into the bedroom. When Angelina dug out


    the healing cream, she undressed Zayne.


    "You guys can leave. I''ll handle it myself," Zayne said.


    "You''re still shy?" Angelina felt a bit weird. People like Zayne had a lesser sense of shame than any


    normal person. He did not even know what the word meant when he was young.


    Zayne became a little embarrassed. "Where I''m injured is too covert. To have me face two exquisite


    and beautiful women, I’m afraid it''d be a disrespect to you."


    Angeline pped his head. "Do you dare get hard with me around? I wouldn''t be your sister if I don''t


    castrate you nice and clean."


    Shirley pulled Angeline outside.


    Zayne breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the healing ointment and said to himself, "How could I


    fool you if I didn''t say something like that?"


    He then took off his clothes. His injuries were shades o f blue and purple, but it was strange to say


    that he did not feel any particr pain.


    "Those guys of Jay’s really got some skills. They may have hit me all over, but they only just


    brushed the surface."


    Once Zayne was done tending to his wounds, he changed into some clean clothes.


    Then, hey on the bed and shouted at the door, "You cane in."


    Angeline and Shirley walked in one after another.


    Shirley saw the dirty clothes on the stool by the end of the bed, picked them up, and went


    downstairs to wash them.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!