A Wedding Night Gone Terribly Wrong novel Chapter 86

"Uncle Holden..."

Jordyn ran back and threw herself into Holden's arms. "Uncle Holden, Seth is acting like a beggar! Why doesn't his dad care?"

Holden scooped Jordyn up, casting a cold, condescending glare at Seth.

"Get out."

Huxley immediately shifted Seth, securing the boy firmly in his arms. "I'm standing right here. Do you really think it's appropriate to speak like that, Mr. Lockwood?"

Holden's expression was icy. "I don't care if it's appropriate. That boy came into my space and upset my family. Asking him to leave is me being polite."

Huxley let out a sharp laugh. "So you think bullying a two-year-old child is 'polite'?"

"Don't argue with me. Take the kid you brought and get out!"

"And if I don't?"

"Heh. If you're so capable, stop wasting my time and go buy him a decent seat."

As the two men squared off, Seth scanned the room. His eyes landed on the one person he thought might still be neutral—Quentin Adams. He wanted to see where Quentin stood.

The moment Huxley paused, Seth called out loudly, "Dr. Adams!"

Quentin flinched, instinctively pushing up his glasses.

Iris caught the interaction and immediately asked, "Dr. Adams, is this... your son?"

Quentin looked utterly terrified, as if his darkest secret was about to be exposed.

Iris sensed a massive scandal. If Seth was Quentin's son, then he had to be Winifred's. Shelly had already told her that Winifred was living with Quentin in Kingsbridge and that Winifred couldn't survive without him. Considering how much Shelly hated Winifred and constantly tried to ruin her, this dynamic was incredibly messy.

"Seth, what exactly is going on with these people?" Huxley asked.

Seth glared fiercely at Jordyn. "She and her uncle teamed up to bully me! They got me kicked out of kindergarten."

To strip a toddler of their education? What kind of blood feud did Holden have with a two-year-old? You'd think Seth's father had murdered Holden's entire family to warrant this kind of spite.

Huxley snapped his gaze to Holden. "Why? Children are the future. You get a kid expelled, you better give me a damn good reason."

Holden sneered. "He hit my child and hurt her. Getting him expelled was completely justified. It has nothing to do with the 'future of the nation.'"

"Your kid is a child, but someone else's isn't? You're using your power for a petty personal vendetta. Where's your basic decency?"

"If you're so decent, why don't you play the hero and find him a new school?"

Huxley was practically vibrating with rage. "I don't need to play hero! Finding him a school is nothing!"