Chapter 239 Brawl
Jim heard the commotion and stepped out of the house to find George and Yves locked in a fierce fight.
He adjusted his glasses and leaned against the doorframe, enjoying the spectacle.
The brawl was too intense for the wooden house to endure. Within moments, the table and chairs in the middle were reduced to splinters, and several walls were badly damaged.
If they kept this up, the house would collapse soon.
Just as Jim was about to tell them to take the fight outside, the door opposite swung open, revealing an irritated Isabelle. “Have you had enough?”
At her request, George immediately stopped.
It was unclear whether Yves was unable to stop his attack or simply unwilling to, but he landed a solid blow on George’s chest.
George took a step back, with pain spreading through his chest.
Isabelle’s expression darkened further.
Jim remarked, “Great, now you’ve woken her up.”
She glared at the two who were fighting and roared, “You’re too loud!”
She retreated back inside and slammed the door shut.
Last night, Isabelle went to the Warners‘ territory, injuring several of their men and killing a few. Early this morning, Ryan lashed out again.
Predictably, Josh became his punching bag.
Ryan was accustomed to Josh’s constant berating and spitting of insults, each one more vicious than the
last.
“You’re a disgrace! A bastard born of a whore. It’s a shame to have trash like you born into our family,” Ryan spat venomously.
Josh remained silent, which only fueled Ryan’s arrogance. When he finally got tired of cursing him, he went to get a drink.
Josh approached him calmly and advised, “Why get so worked up? It’s not worth harming your health.”
Ryan gulped the water down, cursing him silently for being a coward.
Then Ryan seemed to sense something and turned.
A dagger forcefully plunged into his heart and yanked it out. His blood was spurting everywhere.
Ryan’s eyes widened in shock as the cup fell from his hand.
“You- Ryan gasped in disbelief.
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Chapter 239 Brawl
Josh wiped the blood from his face, sniffed it, and said, “Your blood stinks as much as your mouth.”
Ryan clutched his bleeding chest and collapsed on the ground. He threatened, “Trash! Our family won’t
spare you.”
“Who saw me kill you? Everyone saw that Ardon girl do it. Josh crouched and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, our family will avenge you.”
Hatred and unwillingness filled Ryan’s eyes. He cursed, “Trash
Josh sneered coldly and said, “You’re so bad with words. In your next life, it’s best if you’re mute.” He slowly raised his hand, then drove the knife into Ryan’s mouth with force.
Downstairs, four people sat facing each other at the table.
Yves, still unsatisfied from the fight, looked at George with eyes full of malice, as if he were ready to attack at any moment.
Their gazes clashed, and the air was thick with tension.
George had no desire to prolong their conflict. He looked at Isabelle, who was still sleepy and irritable, and said. “I’m sorry.”
The apology wasn’t for fighting Yves, but for waking her up.
She remained expressionless, eyes closed, not responding.
Yves‘ expression grew colder.
One of Yves men brought food.
Jim sat up and handed food to Isabelle at once/He advised, “Have breakfast and ignore them.” He took a piece of bread for himself.
One was still half–asleep and grumpy, while the other two were bickering.
Jim found the bread tasteless and reluctantly decided to play peacemaker. He asked, “Mr. George, where did you sleep last night?”
George replied, “I stay up all night.”
He stayed up all night. Did he mean he couldn’t sleep because someone was beside him, or something else?
Realizing his answer might be misinterpreted, George explained, “I sat in a chair all night.”
Jim nodded, then turned to Yves. “Did you hear that?”
Yves‘ murderous glare at George remained unchanged.
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