Family on Their Knees Heart Turned to Ice novel Chapter 1143

Honestly, the little terror deserved a severe beating.

It was practically poetic justice that he walked right into his grandmother's line of fire and got completely trashed.

Lillian felt entirely at ease now, while the elder Blakes shook their heads in silent despair.

The boy had absolutely zero manners.

He was a guest in a foreign household, yet he had thrown a tantrum, destroyed the landscaping, and actually hit an elder with a stick.

Granted, he didn't know the woman was his grandmother—he probably assumed she was just a gardener—but that just proved his overwhelming arrogance.

He deserved every thorn that caught him!

He had always bullied people he thought were beneath him; maybe this would finally teach him a lesson.

Lillian and the elder Blakes finally reached the scene.

Sebastian and Noah were an absolute mess, while Eleanor stood innocently to the side, flanked by Dr. Sarah Miller, who was softly talking her down.

Eleanor was poking her index fingers together, looking more like a scolded toddler than the savage combatant she had been seconds ago.

The manicured lawn was littered with decapitated roses and broken stems, which groundskeepers were already rushing to clean up.

Sebastian had Noah pinned by the arms, his own hands bearing bloody scratches from the thorns. Noah, however, was still thrashing wildly, kicking his legs into the empty air toward Eleanor, as if trying to land invisible blows.

He looked atrocious.

His face and hands were streaked with blood, and his designer clothes were ripped in several places by the vicious thorns.

He had probably never been hit like this in his entire life.

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