Chapter 243


    Regardless, Howard still maintained a very humble stance at this moment.


    “No need for that. I doubt she’s interested in meeting you,” replied Jonathan indifferently.


    Yvette and Sandra’s expressions visibly eased as they felt relieved. For them, not having to


    apologize in person was the best oue, as it meant they could avoid some humiliation.


    After all, apologizing to people they had previously dismissed as unimportant was frustrating,


    especially since they regarded Rosalie as a murderer and Yvette’s former romantic rival.


    Howard, on the other hand, did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, his brow furrowed even more


    tightly, and a sense of ominous foreboding crept over him. He feared the matter might not be as


    straightforward to grasp as he had initially believed.


    “If that’s the case, we won’t bother you any further, Jonathan. We’ll be on our way,” said Sandra as


    she signaled to Howard with her eyes to make their leave.


    However, Jonathan spoke up when Sandra started to get up. “By the way, settle your debts before


    you leave.”


    “My debts?” Sandra looked puzzled as she didn’t know what Jonathan was referring to.


    “You pped Rosalie several times today. You can make amends by pping yourself,” Jonathan


    stated casually, and Sandra couldn’t help but feel anger rising within her upon hearing him.


    “He’s asking me to hit myself because I pped Rosalie?” Sandra thought before blurting. “I owe


    her nothing! That woman deserved those ps! It was just a couple of ps, consider herself as


    getting off easy!”


    Jonathan’s face abruptly turned grim. He rose to his feet, approached Sandra, and delivered a


    forceful p in one swift move, which sent her tumbling to the ground.


    The sudden p surprised everyone as nobody expected Jonathan to strike out of the blue.


    The blow particrly dazed Sandra. Clutching her pped cheek, she had a bewildered expression


    on her face.


    Jonathan towered over her, looking down at Sandra icy and condescendingly. “Who gave you the


    right toy a hand on her? The Hamilton family has no right whatsoever to harm her in the slightest.


    If any of you darey a finger on her again, don’t me me for dealing ruthlessly with the Hamilton


    family.”


    Jonathan’s words held tremendous weight. Even Howard and Yvette, who were standing nearby,


    were utterly shocked.


    Howard and Yvette wanted to say something more, but Jonathan had already ordered them to


    leave.


    Howard sighed and could only lead his wife and daughter away. Staying longer might provoke


    Jonathan further, and he didn’t want to take that risk.


    “Dad, can we consider the matter resolved now?” Yvette asked anxiously as they left the


    Youngblood residence.


    Howard shook his head with a gloomy face. “I’m afraid… it won’t be that easy.”


    Jonathan’s unexpected physical intervention had genuinely startled Howard. Men like him typically


    wouldn’t personally engage in physical altercations.


    However, Jonathan took matters into his own hands just now, indicating that he was genuinely


    upset.


    Howard was slightly apprehensive about the extent to which someone like Jonathan would go if he


    were truly provoked.


    Sandra appeared to snap out of her daze at this moment, her face brimming with anger. “H-How


    dare he hit me when he’s a generation younger than me? Has he forgotten about Mnie?


    Besides, who does Rosalie think she is? She has a criminal record! Yet, Jonathan actually wants


    her! He’s really bringing honor to the Youngblood family!”


    Thinking about the p she had just received, Sandra felt an overwhelming sense of


    embarrassment.


    In her usual upper-ss coterie, Sandra typically receivedpliments and had never encountered


    such treatment.


    “No, I have to show Rosalie some colors! I’m sure she’s the one who badmouthed me to Jonathan.


    He had never treated me like this.” Sandra, once again, shifted all the me onto Rosalie.


    “That’s enough!” eximed Howard. “Refrain from causing any more issues for Rosalie in the


    future. Let’s just conclude this matter now!”


    Sandra looked at her husband in disbelief. “What are you talking about? Rosalie is the murderer


    who killed our daughter!”


    Aplex mix of emotions briefly flickered in Howard’s eyes. He looked away, almost as if he was


    intentionally avoiding his wife’s gaze, and said. “You should listen to me if you don’t want the


    Hamilton family to perish alongside Mnie!”


    Sandra still wanted to say something, but Yvette gave her a gentle tug and advised, “Mom, just


    listen to Dad for now. We should… at least refrain from dealing with Rosalie for the time being.”


    “Besides, the timing of when Jonathan would lose interest in Rosalie would depend on her luck,”


    she silently thought.


    Sandra’s face was contorted with anger and frustration as she thought, “Did I just endure that p


    for nothing? Why didn’t Rosalie die in prison?”


    Back at the Youngblood residence, Rosalie descended the stairs to the living room. She had been


    standing behind the stairs moments ago, a spot that conveniently concealed her figure.


    She saw everything that happened in the living room and overheard the conversation.


    Rosalie was aware that Jonathan was avenging her aggrieves, and the humiliations she had


    endured that morning appeared to gradually dissipate little by little as he spoke up for her.


    Upon hearing her footsteps, Jonathan turned around toward the staircase before slowly raising his


    hand, extending it in her direction.


    His action seemed utterly intuitive, as if he would extend his hand to help Rosalie with anything,


    regardless of her situation.


    Rosalie looked at the hand extended toward her in a daze before instinctively cing her hand in


    Jonathan’s palm.


    Hisrge hand securely enveloped hers.


    “Why did youe down?” Jonathan asked.


    I… I saw everything… behind the staircase just now. Thank you,” replied Rosalie. She bit her lips


    and continued, “But, there’s no need for you… to let things with the Hamilton family escte this far


    because of me.”


    She was somewhat aware of the vast business dealings between the Hamilton family and the


    Youngblood family.


    Even if the Hamilton family wasn’t as powerful as the Youngblood family, Rosalie knew the


    Youngblood family’s business would still suffer repercussions if a serious conflict erupted.


    “So what if there was a fallout?” Jonathan smiled softly. “If I fail at secking justice for you in such a


    matter, then I’d be a pretty ineffectual boyfriend, wouldn’t I?”


    He raised his other hand as he spoke and gently caressed the swollen part of Rosalie’s face. “I think


    that the single p from earlier is far from sufficient.”


    She was taken aback and began wondering if Jonathan had additional ns. However, he calmly


    responded when she voiced her inquiries, “You’ll find out in due time. Also, if you ever encounter


    any trouble from anyone in the future, give me a call, alright?”


    As he offered such earnest advice, Rosalie couldn’t help but pursed her slightly dry lips and said,


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