By the end, Sylvia Thompson couldn't help but cry out loud.
At this point, Edward Thompson couldn't remain calm any longer. He broke free from Sylvia, rushed into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, and walked quickly toward the bedroom.
As long as he was there, no one could bully Sylvia like this!
No one!
At that moment, James, wearing only his underwear, came out of the room and asked, "What's all the fuss about?"
Seeing Edward holding a kitchen knife, James wasn't afraid at all. "Ah, you must be Sophia's brother, right? I'm her biological father, so according to the family hierarchy, you should call me Dad too!"
Looking at James, Edward's face was distorted with anger, "You hit Sylvia, didn't you?"
"Oh, you're carrying a knife? Who are you trying to scare?" James pointed to his neck and said, "Come on, do it if you want to. Cut here if you dare!"
Sylvia narrowed her eyes.
She really wished Edward would just chop James's neck with the knife.
