"I know my own body; you need not concern yourself, second brother," Susanna Smith said with a cold face as she stepped out the door and saw Phoebe Smith kicking and punching the security guards at the courtyard entrance, venting her frustration.
Susanna frowned at the sight of Phoebe's violent behavior. It lacked any semblance of a young lady's composure; she was as rough as a man.
Susanna's face darkened immediately, "Phoebe, what on earth are you doing?"
"Aunt, I want to go out, and these two jerks won't let me!" Phoebe complained to Susanna.
Taking a deep breath, Susanna glanced at Phoebe, then told the two men, "Let her go."
No sooner had Susanna spoken than Phoebe excitedly ran over, planted a big kiss on her cheek, exclaimed 'Aunt is the best,' and then ran out the gate like a bird fleeing its cage.
