Chapter 191


    Chapter 191 Stirring Up Trouble


    I barely dodged as the girl lunged at me, but before I could stumble, strong arms wrapped around my


    waist from behind and yanked me back. The girl who had been barreling towards me tumbled to the


    ground with a thud.


    “Ouch!” she cried out from the ground, clearly in pain.


    I spun around to see my rescuer and found myself staring up at Idris, who was easily a foot taller than


    me. He was poering down with concern. “You good?” he asked,


    His jaw was set in a determined line, and I quickly nodded, stepping away from his hold. “Thanks,” I


    managed to say.


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    He seemed a bit miffed by my quick retreat and the awkwardness between us. He frowned and


    nced over at the girl who was still picking herself up.


    With a subtle cue, he motioned to Ensio, who stepped forward to help her up.


    The girl’s eyes darted from me to Idris, ring at me for one second and then looking totally thrown off


    the next second when she saw him. She froze, and before she could even process her surprise,


    blurted out, “Iddy?”


    I blinked, surprised by the familiarity. Did they know each other?


    Idris just gave her a cool look and a slight frown. “Christina?” he asked, seemingly detached.


    She bobbed her head eagerly, her eyes lighting up. “Iddy, I can’t believe you remember me!” Then, as if


    a thought struck her, she asked, “Are you here to talk business with my dad?”


    Idris did not answer her question. Instead, he turned to me, seeing my confused expression, and


    exined, “She’s my sister–inw’s cousin. She’s been to the old manor a couple of times.”


    I took a moment to process that. Emily’s cousin, huh? I hardly ever visited the old manor, so not


    recognizing her made sense. I gave a small nod, still piecing it all together.


    Before I could get a word out, a group of men approached from the other end of the hallway.


    One of the guys, a middle–aged man, was all smiles as he walked up to Idris. “Mr. Young, it’s been


    ages!”


    Idris gave a nod and a friendly, “Mr. Zanier, it’s been ages.”


    I did a double–take at the mention of his name. That was Jack Zanier, the big shot who was always on


    the Lake City news.


    They had barely finished their hellos when Christina Zanier, off to the side, whispered, “Dad!” Her voice


    was barely above a murmur, but in the hushed corridor, it cut through the silence. Her face was a mess,


    her voice wobbled like she was about to burst into tears any second.


    Jack turned at her voice and caught sight of Christina looking all kinds of rough. His smile vanished,


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    and he could not hide his shock. “Christina, what in the world happened to you? Your nose is bleeding,


    and your face…”


    When he saw the p mark on her cheek, Jack’s anger was in as day. His voice dropped an octave.


    ” Who did this to you?”


    Christina’s tears were falling fast now. She turned, pointed straight at me, and sobbed, “It was her,


    Dad. She hit me.”


    Jack’s icy stare slid my way. The guy was mad, and even though he kept his cool, it was downright


    scary. Before I could even flinch at Jack’s re, Idris had me tucked behind him.


    I blinked, surprised, then looked up to see Idris’s broad shoulders shielding me.


    Jack saw the move, his frown deepened, but the rage in his face eased up a bit. His tone was a touch


    gentler as he asked, “Mr. Young, what’s going on here?”


    Idris’s voice was barely above a whisper, and I could not detect any hint of emotion as he spoke, “This


    is my wife Yvette, Mr. Zanier. I only arrived myself before you did, and I’m still trying to piece together


    what went down.”


    He was subtly hinting that Jack should tread carefully.


    I had been standing behind Idris, frozen for a few seconds, before I moved to stand by his side. With a


    steady voice, I faced Jack and said, “Hello Mr. Zanier, I’m Yvette. The bruise on your daughter’s face


    was my doing.”


    Jack’s expression turned stormy, but he held back from speaking immediately, instead shooting a look


    at Idris next to me. Lowering his voice, he turned to me and asked, “Ms. Scott, there’s usually a reason


    for hitting someone, isn’t there?”


    I nodded, shifting my attention to Christina. “So, what’s it going to be, kiddo? You want to tell him, or


    should I?”


    Christina’s eyes brimmed with tears as she looked from me to Idris, biting her l*p before asking in a


    shaky voice, “So you’re Iddy’s wife?”


    Her question came out of left field.


    I did not respond, but the girl’s eyes filled with tears again, this time with a hint of defiance.


    I kept my cool andid out the story for Jack of how Christina had bumped into me and instead of


    apologizing, she threw insults my way. Jack listened with a furrowed brow and shot Christina a warning


    look.


    Then, with a voice heavy with disapproval, he said to me, “Ms. Scott, Christina was in the wrong, I’ll


    give you that. But no matter how thoughtless she was, you shouldn’t haveid hands on her. She’s just


    a kid, and I’ve never been able to bring myself to ever hurt her even in anger.”


    I nodded, keeping my cool. “Yeah, I guess I lost my cool when I hit her. But Mr. Zanier, your daughter’s


    grown up, isn’t she? If she did something really bad, like, I don’t know, murder, and the


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    cops took her away to face the consequences, wouldn’t you think it’s too harsh if they gave her the


    death penalty? I mean, you wouldn’t want to see her hurt, right?”


    Jack’s face went from zero to thunderstorm in a sh, his dark eyes glinting with anger as he tried to


    keep his cool. “Ms. Scott, are you seriously picking a fight with a kid?”


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