Chapter 135
Smack! Smack! One smack after another resounded through the air.
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In response to Hazel’s words, Alvin leaned down, yanking Lawrence by the collar, and unleashed several sharp slaps.
Lawrence’s face turned crimson, cheeks puffed from the force.
Hazel froze, utterly dumbfounded, and her sobs vanished immediately.
“Who are you calling a bitch, huh?” Alvin held Lawrence off the ground with ease, raising a brow as he shot Hazel an arrogant look.
Hazel’s eyes widened in horror as she took in Lawrence’s miserable state. When Hazel’s gaze shifted to Alvin, a flicker of fear crept into her eyes.
Hazel swallowed hard, so nervous that cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
If anyone else had dared treat her son like this, Hazel would have gone ballistic.
But right in front of Hazel were people she absolutely could not provoke.
Each one alone could destroy the Fairbank family with a single motion.
Hazel’s lips trembled, her face frozen in horror.
Melvin was the first to react. Flashing an ingratiating smile, he stepped forward, holding Hazel’s arm firmly, and turned to Alvin with forced cheerfulness. “She’s calling herself a bitch. The bitch… My wife means herself! Yes, yes! My wife is a bitch!”
Hazel’s lips twitched. Hazel tried to move her arm, wanting to protest, but Melvin held it firmly, shooting her a fierce glare as a warning.
Melvin spun around, flashing a fawning grin at the rich kids. “Mr. Fuller, everyone–it’s all just a huge misunderstanding! Purely a misunderstanding!
“Sienna’s our adopted daughter! You all know Sienna? Wow, talk about fate! Guess it really is a small world— looks like we’re actually one big family, huh?”
Melvin, ever the businessman, saw the opportunity to ingratiate himself with this circle of second–generation elites.
Immediately, he pushed his wife and children to the back of his mind–they no longer held his attention.
After all, all that humiliation at the Golden Throne Club tonight was just so he could get Alvin and Gloria’s
attention.
Melvin now stood before the heirs of Orlathis City’s most powerful families.
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If he could just get on their good side through Sienna, even the second–gen heirs–who might not even end up taking over the company–could still have huge influence. One casual word from them could turn things around for the Fairbank Group in an instant.
Who the hell said you’re part of our family?” Alvin sneered, his voice thick with contempt.
Alvin looked at Melvin with pure contempt, utterly unconcerned that he was speaking to an elder.
So, which idiot had the balls to shout at Sienna and even tried to put hands on her, huh?” Alvin chuckled coldly.
Melvin’s smile froze, his eyes widening in shock.
Except for Lawrence and Jessica, still writhing in pain on the ground, Hazel and Xavier turned in astonishment toward Sienna, who stood casually at the entrance of the Golden Throne Club, hands in her pockets and wearing a cool, unbothered expression.
He’s standing up for Sienna?‘ the Fairbank family thought in shock.
In the world of these second–generation heirs, being treated this way was nothing short of a mark of honor.
Even Melvin—who had no hope of winning favor with this circle–understood one thing: each of these heirs was arrogant, fiercely independent, and answered to no one.
And none of them would ever give such respect freely.
Especially Alvin, infamous in Orlathis City as the ultimate bad boy–he ruled the elite crowd by brute force, never recognized anyone as his equal, jumped at any chance to stir up beef.
Melvin could hardly believe it. He had just heard this legendary figure speak to Sienna with clear deference.
Melvin was soaked in cold sweat, his lips trembling furiously as he stumbled out, desperate to explain. “Mr. Fuller, it’s all a misunderstanding… It really is…”
He did not even finish his sentence before the Fairbank family was hit with an even bigger shock.
Alvin threw Lawrence to the ground with a single motion, then slowly straightened up. With a look of contemptuous arrogance, he gazed down on them like they were nothing.
“Listen carefully!” he barked. “Sienna isn’t just anyone–she’s the leader of us all. She’s worth more than your whole family put together! Who the hell do you think you are, insulting her in front of us? And you even tried to lay a hand on her?”
“N–no… That’s not…” Melvin stuttered, voice shaking like crazy.
Alvin let out a harsh spit. “This is my territory. Who the hell gave you the nerve to lay a hand on someone under my protection?”
Gloria crossed her arms and said, “Why bother wasting so many words on him? I saw it plain as day–it was him… and her, both trying to put their hands on Sienna.”
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Gloria tossed Lawrence and Hazel each a mocking, flirtatious smile, her fingers pointing first at Lawrence, then at Hazel.
Gloria’s voice was smooth and sultry, but her words were razor sharp. “Break the hand that tried to lay a finger on Sienna. Drag them away–I don’t want those faces showing up around her again,” she ordered.
“No… Don’t…” Melvin stammered, cold sweat soaking his back.
Melvin had assumed that Sienna’s ties to this group of second–generation heirs stemmed solely from her association with Mason. He also believed that the only reason they spoke up for Sienna was out of respect for
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