Divorce and Freedom No More Homemaker for Him novel Chapter 478

Divorce and Freedom: No More Homemaker for Him

Chapter 478 Angry Bria

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“What do you mean, ‘what else?” Bria barked. “You should be glad I even bothered to apologize!” She yanked her injured hand into view and shoved it in his face. “You owe me an apology!”

Kaleb barely glanced at the bandage before locking eyes with her. “You earned it.”

Her face dropped. The hell was that supposed to mean? Since when did the mutt turn on the owner? Who the hell did he think he was talking to?

She spun around and shot Ayla a look, all pitiful. “You’re really not gonna step in?”

It was all’an act. If Sol wasn’t still in the picture, she would’ve decked someone already.

Ayla shot Kaleb a look, a quiet warning to chill. He looked straight past her like she didn’t exist.

Bria’s jaw clenched. She had to hold it together if she still wanted to see her idol on her birthday.

Fine. She’d let it slide. But Kaleb? He just made the list.

She was going to make him pay.

One of her guys leaned in, whispering, “Bria, do they have something on you or what?”

She snapped her head around and fired back, “What, you never learned how to own up when you screw up? You want me to spell it out for you? Should I just adopt you while I’m at it?”

The guy who’d seen her wreck people for years now looked like he’d seen a ghost. His jaw practically hit the floor.

No one said a word. It felt like the room had flipped.

What the hell just happened? Did she finally run into someone who could shut her down?

Ayla was done here. Troy stood nearby, radiating pressure like a landmine about to go off. He was too quiet, and it creeped her out. She didn’t bother with small talk. “Bria apologized to my brother. We’re done here.”

Troy’s eyes stayed on her. “What did you say to her?”

Ayla didn’t even blink. “Ask Bria.”

She grabbed Kaleb’s wrist and turned to leave.

They hadn’t even made it past him before Troy caught her hand.

Before Ayla could process it, Kaleb’s fist came down on Troy’s arm like a hammer.

Troy dodged quickly, but Kaleb didn’t pull back. He stepped up and jammed a finger in Troy’s face, eyes blazing with fury.

“Don’t. Touch. My. Sister.”

It hit like a car crash. The way he moved, the weight behind it, the stare that could freeze hell. The kid didn’t

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flinch. Everyone watching tensed up like they were about to get hit too.

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Bria and her crew just stared. They thought Kaleb went quiet because he was scared. Turns out, he was just biding his time.

Where did this punk get the guts to talk to Troy like that? Troy had the build, the power, and the legacy. Kaleb had none of it. Yet he stood there like nothing could touch him.

The whole air warped with tension.

Ayla moved fast, wedging herself between them. Her face was tight, and her posture was rigid.

Troy didn’t budge. His expression didn’t change, but no one could tell if he was calm or boiling. If he snapped, it wouldn’t be ‘Ayla who paid. It’d be Kaleb. And she wasn’t letting that happen. Troy had already laid hands on him once. She wasn’t letting it happen again.

She raised her voice, cool and sharp. “Troy, this is over. Bria already said her piece. So why are you still grabbing me?”

She shot Bria a glance. “You wanna explain it to your brother now or what?”

But Bria wasn’t even listening. Her eyes were still stuck on Kaleb.

That moment? It shook her. He looked like he was two seconds from murder. And it wasn’t the same kid who hit her friend earlier.

This version of Kaleb? He was terrifying.

She blinked hard, snapped herself out of it, then stormed over and threw herself in front of Troy. “Kaleb! Touch my brother again and I’ll end you!”

Then she hugged Troy’s arm and whined, “Troy, just let it go, okay? It was all my fault. I got hurt, so what? I brought it on myself. It’s not worth getting chewed up by some unhinged dog, right?”

Ayla actually cracked up.

Bria had a gift. She could beg for mercy and insult you in the same breath.

Troy’s mouth pressed into a thin line. He hadn’t grabbed Ayla because of Bria. He wanted to ask her when she’d finally come back to him.

He’d waited long enough. He was running out of patience,

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