Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 167

Cradled in her mother's arms, Summer felt a burning agony radiating across her cheeks.

She saw all the family elders sitting nearby, yet not a single one dared to stand up for her.

Even her own parents couldn't intervene, leaving her uncle to humiliate her so brutally.

Overcome with grievance and bitter resentment, Summer looked up and screamed at Alaric through her tears.

"Why do you always hit me because of Ivy?! She's not even your real wife, but I'm your actual niece!"

What kind of uncle always sided with an outsider against his own blood?

Everyone else turned their eyes to Alaric as well.

They silently agreed that his actions were a bit extreme.

After all, Summer was part of the Foster family. It was unheard of to treat your own flesh and blood like this just to vent someone else's anger.

Alaric sat down in a nearby armchair. His cold gaze locked onto Summer, his aura absolutely overwhelming.

"Even if you were my own daughter, I wouldn't let you off lightly."

"You dare to abuse the Foster family's power to bully others, fabricate lies to frame an innocent person, incite a public mob to cause intentional harm, and drag this entire mess to the police station."

"If everyone in the Foster family acted like you, do you think we would be where we are today?"

He was making an example out of her.

He was showing everyone that since he ran the Foster family, no one was allowed to throw their weight around under his watch.

Whether it was a niece or a nephew, he would show absolutely zero mercy.

The room remained dead silent, allowing Alaric's scolding to ring out unopposed.

Still refusing to acknowledge her wrongdoing, Summer sobbed and shot back.

"I didn't fabricate anything! Ivy is married, but she still got a room with my boyfriend!"

"Do I need to drag Patrick in here to confront you face-to-face?"

Seeing that she was still refusing to yield, Alaric completely lost his patience.

"If you hadn't crossed such a massive line, he wouldn't have struck you. Think about his years at the helm of the family. If it weren't for his ruthless methods and impartial discipline, the Foster family wouldn't hold the absolute dominance it does today."

"If you all want to keep living comfortably, it's best to behave. And if you cross him and get kicked out of the family, don't come crying to me."

In truth, Eleanor deeply admired her youngest son.

He was ruthless, decisive, possessed a crystal-clear sense of right and wrong, and showed no favoritism.

Under his iron grip, this massive family operated with perfect order, and no one dared scheme against him.

Her granddaughter simply had no concept of her own limits.

Knowing that her own family of three relied heavily on the Fosters, Madeline naturally wouldn't dare criticize her brother.

She then turned her frustration toward Summer.

"Did you hear that? Stop obsessing over this Ivy girl! Your uncle judges things based on the facts, not on the fact that you're his niece. He's not going to just blindly take your side."

Still feeling victimized, Summer continued to sob as the family doctor carefully tended to the swelling on her face.