Chapter 566
After Aubree finished speaking, a visible struggle flickered across Josephine’s face. Ultimately, fear prevailed. Even if she didn’t care about herself, she had to think of her son.
At worst, it would cost her life, but her son was still so young. She couldn’t afford to mess with the village head’s family.
Josephine pressed her lips into a bitter line and shook her head firmly. She said, “Thank you for what you did today, but I hope you won’t tell anyone about this.”
Samuel’s eyebrows shot up, a smug grin spreading across his face as he thought, These outsiders really think they’re something special, huh? Once this blows over, I’ll make that bitch pay for it in bed. I’ll make her beg for mercy and then finish her off.
As for these outsiders, I would get Dad to teach them a lesson they’d never forget.
‘How dare that guy actually hit me! Just wait, I’ll smash his legs to pieces. And that woman? She’ll find out exactly what I can do to her.
Aubree stepped forward and hugged her, comforting, “You have to stand up on your own. If everyone keeps twisting the truth, then go ahead and call them out. Hit them so hard they won’t dare to push the blame on you again.”
Samuel clung to Aubree’s shoulders, crying so hard she couldn’t stop. “I can’t do it. As long as I’m still stuck in this village, there’s nothing I can do,” she sobbed.
Those words made Aubree realize even more clearly that if the village head of Ridgehaven Town wasn’t dealt with, nothing she wanted to accomplish here would ever work out.
And the look on Samuel’s face just now said it all—he knew he could get away with anything.
Josephine was terrified of retaliation from the village head’s family.
Compared to Aubree’s gentle approach, Bowen was like a force of nature.
He yanked Aubree to his side as he said, “Since she’s already said that, let’s just act like we never saw anything.”
Josephine started shaking even harder.
Aubree looked back at Bowen, her eyes full of disapproval. If even she could see what was happening, Bowen must have realized it even sooner.
Bowen didn’t budge as he said, “So, are we leaving or what? If she really thinks that giving in will make Samuel let her off, then why should we bother with any of this?”
Josephine was left speechless as he’d hit the nail right on the head.
“She doesn’t even dare say a word to us here. Once we’re gone, if she ends up getting bullied to death, well, that’s on her.
Deep down, she already knew the answer.
“Ah!” Samuel let out a scream that was even more blood–curdling than Josephine’s. It was so shrill it could have shattered the sky and knocked down the walls of Josephine’s house.
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