CHAPTER 482: CHAPTER 482: FALLING OUT

Two men of enormous power, fighting over a beloved toy like little boys, pulled at each other right then and there.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

Murphy rubbed his eyes in disbelief, feeling as if his sight was blurred, or he was mentally unwell, experiencing hallucinations.

Xia Huangyu’s mouth twitched, and suddenly he felt no envy for Lin Fu, even a bit of sympathy.

"Enough!"

Lin Fu finally got angry, shouted loudly, and at the same time, shook off both men’s hands.

"Can you two childish ghosts stop messing around? This isn’t a soap opera. Am I some kind of toy? Or some kind of trophy for you to fight over? I’m not going anywhere right now."

Lin Fu turned around and pointed at Jon, who was watching from a distance, "I’m going to follow them right now."

Jon was immediately dumbstruck, wanted to cry, but had no tears.

Murphy, who had been dazed all along, finally started to regain his composure and played his role as a diplomat.

He suggested, "How about this! Your Highness still has the suppression ring on her neck, let’s remove the Princess’s suppression ring first."

Murphy’s proposal simultaneously received approval from both Fu Xing and Lin Cheng.

"Fine!"

"Good, I’ve been finding it displeasing for a while now."

Jon, who had been prepared, stepped forward personally and in a few moments unlocked the suppression ring. As it was opened, a breeze started at the transit hub, quickly turning into a gale. Everything happened so fast that many were caught off guard.

"Ah Foo, don’t lose control." Fu Xing reacted quickly, grabbing Lin Fu’s slender waist and locking her with his body, "Calm down, I know you have hatred and grievances in your heart, I will help you seek revenge."

"No! They all must die." Lin Fu, with the suppression ring off, like a wild beast out of control, struggled fiercely, and if not for Fu Xing’s tight hold, she would have broken free.

Even though Jon had mentally prepared beforehand, he was still frightened.

He hurriedly shouted, "Princess Freya, calm down, I know you want to kill us, but don’t forget that Xia Huangyu’s suppression ring hasn’t been removed yet."

Lin Fu suddenly quieted down.

The lives of the living are more precious, a concept she understood well.

The care Xia Huangyu had shown her during this time, was not unfelt in her heart.

Lin Fu, as if suddenly drained of her main support, slumped powerlessly into Fu Xing’s arms and fainted.

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Count Ingrid’s Mansion—

Those who left returned, and their numbers had grown, dividing into two teams, assertively replacing the new guards upon appearing in the manor. During this time, several clashes occurred between the two groups, neither side gaining the upper hand, equally matched.

However, when it came to who took care of Lin Fu, Fu Xing won out perfectly.

As Lin Fu’s husband, he was naturally more fitting.

Although Lin Cheng was very unhappy, who could blame him for being an elder? Sometimes, it indeed wasn’t convenient.

This made Lin Cheng very angry, and Lin Qingfeng became his punching bag, scolded to the point of trembling with fear. And no one sympathized with Lin Qingfeng; everyone thought he deserved it, with Han Shuang even leading the ridicule.

A low pressure lingered over the entire manor.

Theresa and Count Ingrid’s niece, Lady Mina, hid in their room, not daring to go out, as the corridors had already been restricted, sternly intimidating.

For Mina, this was her first time encountering such a scene, fearful yet curious, she asked Theresa, "Your Highness, do you know what’s happening? Why did suddenly so many people come? They look so fierce! Even daring to take over the Earl’s Mansion."

Theresa just stared out the window, lost in thought.