Coolest Girl in Town (Elise and Alexander) novel Chapter 378

Chapter 378 Not Cruel Enough,Coolest Girl in Town
Now that Robin’s condition had stabilized, Joshua sauntered into the house and began to look around eagerly. “You heard what Mom said, didn’t you, Dad? She said my wife and I are to remain in the family home. I’m going to need to know where the bank passbooks and cards are so that I can pay for Mom’s expenses; it’s not as if you’re fit enough to deal with those now.”
“You useless ingrate! I knew you’d never change for the better. You’ll get your hands on the money over my dead body. Get out of my house now!” Robin thundered, his eyes wide with fury. Joshua, however, paid no mind to the old man’s anger as he said indifferently, “I’m not leaving until I fulfill my duties as a son.

Besides, you don’t speak on behalf of the rest of the family, so whatever you say isn’t final!” Meanwhile, Elise crouched in front of Robin with her head down, but there was no hiding the murderous rage that radiated off her. Alexander had kept his gaze on her from the beginning and he instantly sensed her hostility toward Joshua. He quietly walked up to Joshua with a frown and said, “Mr. Sinclair, I don’t think it’s appropriate that you stay here for the time being. Why don’t you come with me and I’ll arrange for more suitable accommodations?”

“No, thanks,” Joshua rejected drily. “Why would I stay someplace else when I have a home?” With that, he reached for a nearby chair and sat down decisively. A dark gleam flashed in Alexander’s eyes and he no longer put up a courteous front as he asked coldly, “Are you sure you don’t want to take me up on my offer, Mr. Sinclair?” An indignant Joshua glared at him before he closed his eyes and shook his head firmly. “I will not hear of it.” The Griffiths might be powerful, but even they could not interfere with private family matters. There was nothing wrong with Joshua staying in his family home and taking care of his father, and not even the police could challenge that. I don’t have to be afraid of anything!

“Well, that’s too bad then,” Alexander drawled. Without another word, he whipped out his phone and made a call before he instructed flatly when the other line answered, “Cameron, bring a couple of men over. Also, have someone clean up my downtown commercial duplex, the one that has been left unused.” “W-What do you think you’re doing? Are you going to drag me out of here by force? Watch it, Alexander—the society is under the rule of law and what you’re about to do is illegal!” Joshua snapped, looking nervous as he jabbed an accusing finger in Alexander’s direction.

Alexander merely ignored him as he kept his phone, thereafter crossing over to Elise and Robin. “I’ll help you up to your room. You need to rest.” As a matter of decency, Robin was better off not seeing what would happen next. That being said, Alexander was also, by implication, asking for the old man’s permission. Robin was Joshua’s father, after all, and he had every right to stop Alexander from throwing Joshua out of the house. Robin was a man who had experienced lots in life and it didn’t take him long to hear the subtext in Alexander’s words.

After a moment of hesitation, he glanced over at Elise, and at last reached out to allow Alexander to help him up. The old man deliberately staggered in the process and she hurried to hold his other arm, steadying him. Presently, he clutched both their hands tightly and said wearily, “I’m getting old. I don’t have the luxury of being bothered by what goes on in this household. I leave it to both of you to call the shots.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll stay right by Elise’s side,” Alexander promised solemnly. Robin nodded and allowed the matter to rest. Upon seeing this exchange, Joshua cried out, “Dad, you can’t just turn a blind eye to this! At least—” He wanted to rush up to them and plead his case, but when he caught the dark and dangerous look Alexander threw at him, he froze in place.

Suddenly afraid, he dared not move a muscle. He could only stand still as he watched the three figures retreat toward the backyard and when he shook off his fear belatedly, he could hardly believe that he had allowed some young punk to intimidate him. No, if I want to get what rightfully belongs to me, then I’ll have to be cruel, or this guy will screw everything up for me!