Richard looked at Keaton, clearly skeptical. “Who gave you the whiskey then?”
“I got it myself,” Keaton replied, trying to sound casual.
“Oh, come on! You can barely stand! Be straight with me—which one of the guys outside helped you?”
Richard was eyeing the security guards by the door.
Keaton, not wanting to get them in trouble, dug in his heels. “I told you, I got it myself!”
“Oh, really? Then get up and grab another bottle. Go on, let’s see it!”
“I… well, Grandpa’s cabinet is empty, isn’t it?” Keaton stalled.
“There’s still plenty in your great-grandad’s stash! Get up! Go fetch it!”
Keaton shook his head stubbornly, “I’m not getting up!”
He couldn’t get up, of course. If he did, Winona would be exposed.
Richard’s face turned an angry shade of red. “You’re not getting up? Fine! You think I can’t deal with you? If you don’t, I’ll bring every one of those guards in here and sort it out the old-fashioned way! I want to see which of them thinks my rules don’t matter!”
Keaton clenched his jaw—he was caught.
The Huber family had a reputation for being tight-knit. The heads cared for their staff, and the staff, in turn, cared for them. Keaton knew if he took the blame, the guards wouldn’t get punished. He couldn’t let them take the fall for him.
And the Huber family’s “old-fashioned way” wasn’t just a phrase. When they said “family discipline,” it meant getting smacked with a wooden paddle until someone fessed up or couldn’t sit down for a week.
With no other option, Keaton gritted his teeth and turned to Mr. and Mrs. Windham.
“Unless you tell me right now who brought you that whiskey, I’m not letting this go. If you keep your mouth shut, I’ll drag every one of those guards in here and keep going until someone cracks! I want to know who dared to ignore my orders and sneak you my father’s best whiskey!”
Winona, hidden under a blanket, was already panicking. Then suddenly, the blanket was whipped away. She was exposed—completely!
Keaton sighed, resigned, and admitted, “She brought it.”
Winona: “—”
Richard and Janelle both froze, staring. “Wait—what?!”
That’s when they finally noticed the young woman lying next to their son.
The two elders’ eyes nearly popped out of their heads.

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The readers' comments on the novel: Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem
For real you have been too slow in updates...
Hey please no more hitching yes I know am hitched but save me 🥺...
Hitched and hitched again indeed I am hitched too with the drama but please 🙏🏽 upload more not forget you guys...
Now am left in suspense , I guess I have to take a nap till the next update But the book is good . I had taken long time without reading a thrilling content that could keep me looking 👀 till sunset , so I give you thumbs up...
Oh, it should be Keit's doing, I am wondering why he do this thing he might be related to the Bradford or he's one of Bradford's enemy sons take revenge. Thanks for the update greatly appreciated :))...
What happen to the admin who translated this book why there's no update for a long time, please please post a new chapter, we greatly appreciate :)) Thanks in advance...
I still believe Zane is the mysterious man ........
My instinct told me that the mysterious guy is ZANE...
Why the translator always used the word stepdad this made me confused coz Tarquin is not their stepdad Tarquin is their biological dad ........
AHHHHHH the man is really stupid ..... Thanks for the update morex6 please :)...