Ethan Blackwood seemed to offer three options, but for Harrison Wells, who valued face more than anything else, each one was a dead end. However, Harrison Wells was a smart man. He wanted to avoid serious injury and his daughter's slap, so he could only choose the third option.
Two minutes later, Harrison Wells looked at Avery Wells with resentment, then slowly raised his hand and approached his own old face. "Avery, can you help your father plead for mercy?"
Victoria Wells couldn't bear to see her husband like this. If he really slapped their daughter today and it got out, how could the Wells family still stand in the upper-class circle in the future! She changed her expression, grabbed Avery Wells' hand, and begged.
"Your father was a little impulsive just now, but he didn't mean it. Can you please help and ask Mr. Blackwood to spare your father?"
This humble appearance, compared to the cold and ruthless one just now, was completely different from the same person. At this moment, Avery Wells really saw what position she was in her parents' eyes. She was just a pawn sacrificed for the interests of the family throughout her life.
She was not comparable to her sister who was physically weak, and even less comparable to her gambling-addicted brother. In this family, she was just an outsider with the same bloodline as them. Once something unexpected happened, she could be sacrificed at any time.
At this moment, Victoria Wells was still hoping that her daughter could say a few good words for them. "Avery, say something, you can't just ignore us like this."
Holding onto Avery Wells' hand tightly, she almost left red marks on her soft skin. Avery Wells was extremely disappointed. She couldn't feel any pain anymore. She slowly pulled her hand away from Victoria Wells' grip.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Wells, but I can't help you with this. I'm just a small voice, and Mr. Blackwood has already made his decision. I can't change that. You'll have to take care of yourselves."
After speaking, she retreated behind Ethan Blackwood, her delicate face filled with exhaustion.
"He's your father, I'm your mother, and you're just going to ignore us?" Victoria Wells was furious that Avery Wells was acting like it had nothing to do with her.
"You want to follow your husband and go with Harrison?" Ethan Blackwood sneered, and the terrifying scar on his face, like a centipede, was revealed from the edge of his mask.
Seeing this, Victoria Wells took two steps back, covering her mouth, almost screaming. Oh my god! Did she just see what she thought she saw? The rumored wealthy Ethan Blackwood had such an ugly scar on his face, no wonder he was forty and still unmarried.
Ethan Blackwood noticed Victoria Wells' reaction, but someone like her didn't need to be taken seriously. His eagle-like gaze fell back on Harrison Wells, with a glint of danger in his eyes.
"Why aren't you making a move?"
"No, no... I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..." Harrison Wells was scared stiff and quickly raised his hand to slap himself hard across the face.
Victoria Wells dared not speak up again. She didn't want this to happen to her, so she kept quiet throughout the whole ordeal.
Slap! Slap! Slap! From left cheek to right cheek, and then back to the left. Three times in total, the sound was loud and crisp.
"Very good." Ethan Blackwood was very satisfied. "Now, it's time to discuss business."