Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Do You Dare or Not?
Auntie Chamberlain heard the two children quarreling, she put down her work and ran over, standing on Ian’s side, angrily scolding Timmy Monroe: "You child, how do you have no manners? Calling Ian a young master without a mommy? Let me tell you, Ian’s mommy is one hundred times better than yours."
"Unlike your mommy, ugly, shameless, dreaming of seducing President Kane and marrying into a wealthy family."
This little savage, she had long disliked him and never had a chance to teach him a lesson, and now this little savage dares to insult Ian? He’s really asking for trouble.
"My mommy didn’t, you vicious old maid, I won’t let you insult my mommy." Timmy Monroe roared at Auntie Chamberlain.
"Ohh...exactly the kind of child a bitch would raise, spouting such foul words, you call me vicious? Am I as vicious as your mommy? Always thinking about seducing men, dreaming of a sparrow flying up to become a phoenix. If such a vicious person were to really marry into the Kane family, could she tolerate our Ian young master? She would be like the evil stepmother in a drama, scheming to kill the rightful heir of the Kane family, elevating you, a little savage."
Being called "old maid," Auntie Chamberlain was almost furious, seizing the opportunity to desperately provoke Ian Keane’s disgust towards Timmy Monroe.
"My mommy didn’t want to marry into the Kane family. My mommy doesn’t care. It’s Uncle Kane pursuing my mommy." The little boy shouted angrily at Auntie Chamberlain.
"Ha...Did I hear wrong? President Kane would fancy your mommy? What status does President Kane have in Ravenswood? He stands at the pinnacle of high society in Ravenswood, and what’s the identity of your mommy? A piece of trash dragging a burden, not even Cinderella, and you have the nerve to lie saying President Kane is pursuing your mommy, this piece of trash?"
"Shut up, you’re the piece of trash." Timmy Monroe’s eyes flared red as he rushed at Auntie Chamberlain, his furious little fists pummeling her.
He wouldn’t allow this old woman to say such nasty things about his mommy.
Auntie Chamberlain took a few punches from Timmy Monroe, wincing in pain, reaching out as if to slap this little savage, suddenly recalling if she struck him, and if tomorrow President Kane comes back to take Ian to school, this little savage reports her, she’d be in trouble as the adult.
Auntie Chamberlain’s eyes flicked, loudly calling out: "Someone come quick! Timmy Monroe is hitting, Timmy Monroe is about to hit Ian young master..."
Jessica Mason was the first to rush out, seeing Timmy Monroe hitting Auntie Chamberlain, Ian standing behind her, Auntie Chamberlain seeming to block Timmy Monroe from hitting Ian.
She shouted: "Brat, you’ve gone too far, freeloading at the Kane family and daring to hit Ian young master? Clearly a spoiled child by irresponsible parents. If your parents won’t educate you, I’ll do it for them."
Jessica Mason ran over, grabbed Timmy Monroe by the collar, and dragged him, throwing him on the ground. As Timmy struggled to rise, she pinned his hands down, sat on him with her full weight, and slapped him hard.
Timmy Monroe’s ear hummed from the slap, Jessica Mason’s voice seemed to fade in his ears.
Jessica Mason, with a fierce expression, said: "Do you dare bully Ian young master again? Do you dare?"
Timmy Monroe’s innocent young face turned red, the hand mark glaringly visible. What was she saying? Dare or not?
Timmy Monroe’s eyes filled with tears as he clenched his little fists, secretly vowing never to come back to the Kane family. Even if Uncle Kane pursued mommy, he didn’t want his mommy with him.
At the Kane family, no one welcomed him or his mommy.
Everyone here only bullied him.
He would never allow these people to bully his mommy as they bullied him.
"Oh! You still resist, refusing to say you won’t? Seems the slap was too gentle. Today I must hit until you beg for mercy." Jessica Mason assumed the role of the Kane family’s mistress, Ian’s stepmother.
Even Auntie Chamberlain was shocked by her imposing manner.
Isn’t this too ruthless?
Jessica Mason didn’t think so. She believed as long as she protected Ian, there was no excess in being ruthless to Timmy Monroe. It proved she truly saw Ian as her son; seeing Timmy bully him made her so angry she hit Timmy.
Jessica Mason raised her hand again, about to hit Timmy Monroe when a small figure flew in, kicked her from the air, and knocked her to the ground.
Jessica Mason, caught off guard, fell, her head hitting the hard marble floor with a bang, wincing in pain, resulting in a bump.
"Ian young master..."
Auntie Chamberlain ran over, stunned, to help Ian off the ground, checking him for any injuries.
That kick was from Ian, a standard karate front kick, but since he came charging, the kick’s force exceeded his current age, causing him to fall too.
Ian shook off Auntie Chamberlain’s hand, speaking coldly: "Since when do our brotherly matters concern you, old maid?"
Auntie Chamberlain was completely shocked, eyes turning red: "Ian young master...how can you say that? I’m doing this for you!"
Ian sneered: "Do what you’re supposed to. Whether I’m fine or not is for me to decide, not for you."
Ian turned and saw Timmy Monroe on the ground, his eyes brimming with crystal-clear tears. He frowned slightly: "A man crying after one slap in a fight? You want to protect your mommy like this?"
Timmy fiercely wiped his tears, prepared to rise from the floor, seeing Ian reach his small hand toward him. Warmth washed over him as he placed his hand in Ian’s palm.
Ian grasped firmly and pulled Timmy up.
Ian told Timmy: "However she hit you earlier, hit her back like that for me now."
Jessica Mason never imagined she’d hit Timmy Monroe for aiding Ian, not only did Ian not thank her but kicked her and encouraged Timmy to retaliate?
Jessica Mason couldn’t accept this.
"Ian young master, you forgot, he was trying to hit you earlier! I helped you, yet you repay kindness with revenge?"
"You haven’t figured anything out yet, but still have the nerve to say you helped me? Foolish."
Jessica Mason paused, turning to look at Auntie Chamberlain, eyes full of confusion. What’s going on?
Slap~
Timmy Monroe stepped forward, delivering a slap to Jessica Mason, with all his might, brother’s words were right, however someone hits him, he must learn to counterattack.