She cleverly said that they can make up for the wedding a year later, acting like she didn't object to it, and giving a suitable reason.
Master Bailey naturally agreed.
Wayne Bailey pulled up a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth: "When will your cunning be used properly?"
"And you? Do you only use your brute force against your own brother?" Anna Jadwin retorted.
After dinner, Raphael Bailey was dragged to the gym. Screaming all the way, no one came to help.
Anna Jadwin thought it's good for him to be taught a lesson, so he would stop blabbing away at her all the time.
But this doesn't mean she approved of Wayne's doing—
"Do you think you can abuse your relatives just because you're good at fighting? Feeling proud?"
Wayne Bailey's eyes contracted.
This damn woman! Didn't she think about who he was disciplining Raphael for? And now she was blaming him on behalf of another man?
"Are you mad that I hit him?" His face turned icy as he inched closer.
