Chapter 156 The p Heard Around the Estate

His heart nearly stopped. That girl–Aurora–was in a league far above Reba or Scarlett. bHe /bstared at her contact info on his phone, deep in thought. Eventuallyi, /ihe decided to send her a short apology

To his surprise, Aurora replied instantly with a cute emoji.

His heart practically floated away.

Encouraged, he wrote a longer message, saying he’d like to take her out to dinner after the banquet to apologize properly.

This time, though, Aurora didn’t reply.

His heart itched like it was being scratched by a cat. He tossed and turned in frustration.

Hudson had just finished exchanging pleasantries with a wealthydy when she was suddenly shoved bfrom /bbehind. If she hadn’t trained regrly and kept up herbat skills, she might have fallen.

She spun around sharply, eyes instantly locking onto Martha.

Martha flinched.

iWhat /ithe hell?

This woman was dressed simply, yet the pressure she radiated was overwhelming–like standing in front of someone you instinctively knew not to provoke.

“It’s you?”

Hudson’s blood boiled at the sight of her. After learning what Scarlett had suffered in Trenwyn, she’d long wanted to tear the Joyner family apart. The killing intent in her eyes made Martha stagger back a step.

“I was just about to find you. Good of you to show yourself.”

Hudson clenched her fists, ready to drag Martha outside and settle things the hard way.

“nning to throw a punch?” Oliver stepped in front of Martha, his face equally cold. “Do you even know where you are?”

“And don’t think I’ve forgotten how you attacked my mother. I haven’t settled that score yet! If this weren’t the Lane estate, you wouldn’t even be alive right now.”

Hudson’s fists tightened.

iWhat /iia /iismug /iibastard/ii. /iShe was itching to beat the arrogance out of him.

Smack!

Before Oliver could react, her hand had already connected with his face. The sharp crack of the p turned heads instantly.

Oliver, trained from a young/age in self–defense, had some martial arts skills. But he hadn’t even bseen /bbher /bmove. All he felt was the burning pain on his cheek.

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He instinctively bcovered /bthe side of his face. Realizing that everyone had just witnessed his humiliation mi btemper /bred.

He breached /bout, about to strike back. “You bitch, I’ll”

Crack.

A sharp snap.echoed through the air, followed by Oliver’s howl of pain.

“Ahhhh! You–let go of me!”

His face turned pale. The pain made it impossible to keep up appearancesi. /iHe jumped, iled, and looked like aplete fool.

Hudson smiled faintly. “Sure.”

Just as Oliver jerked his hand back, she let go.

“Argh!”

He hadn’t braced himself and stumbled backward from the momentum. Thankfully, Eugene and Stanley moved quickly to catch him before he fell t.

Franklin and Martha red at Hudson with venom.

Martha’s teeth clenched. “Today is a big day for the Lane family. I was going to let the past go. But you- how dare youy a hand on my son!”

“You clearly don’t respect the Lane family at all. So I’ll take it upon myself to teach you a lesson–for the sake of my son!”

She lunged forward, ready to strike.

Hudson stepped aside with ease and stuck out her leg.

Thud.

Martha lost her bnce andnded face–first in the grass.

It had been ages since anyone in this circle had seen something this ridiculous. It was better than a circus. Laughter erupted all around.

Franklin was too humiliated to act. Stanley stepped forward to help Martha up.

She was sore all over and didn’t have the strength to fight back. Just as she opened her mouth to curse Hudson, a metallic taste filled her mouth.

She touched her lips–there was blood.

Her image–ruined.

She was so angry her ears felt like they were steaming. “Unbelievable!”

Franklin’s voice rose in pitch, trembling with fury. Eugene and Stanley nked him, ready to retaliate.

His face was twisted with rage. “You dare assault the Joyner family at a Lane banquet? I’ll btake /bbthis /bbstraight /bbto /b

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bthe /bLane patriarch! Guests bor /bnot, bif /byouy hands on one of oursb, /byou’ll bbe /bbthrown /bout and cklined by bthe /bLane family!”

Hudson snorted.

bThis /bold bastard had subjected Scarlett to years of emotional abuse. He was the one most deserving of ba /bbeating. Might as well collect some interest for her today.

“cklisted?” she echoed. “If the consequences are that serious, then I might as well make it worth bmy /bwhile.”

Before anyone could react, Hudson moved in a sh.

In three swift strikes, it was over.

When they looked again, Franklin’s face bore two fresh palm prints–and a shoe print now stained his once- pristine white shirt.

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