Revenge is best served cold (Jane and Jeremiah novel Chapter 295

Upon seeing Grandma Flint go upstairs, Brian and the others immediately dropped their pretense. Brian then scrutinized me and said with a sneer, "It turns out you've been married before, huh?"

He then turned to Eric and asked, "Why would you marry a divorcee when there are plenty of eligible women out there, Ric? What will people think of the Flint family if they find out about this?"

Karen regarded me with a similarly disdainful expression before turning to Eric, adding, "That's right. I heard that her previous marriage ended on a rather sour note. I mean, who knows what kind of secret ailments she might have? How could you have been so blind as to choose someone like her?"

I smiled faintly and said, "It appears that I'm the recipient of some unfounded accusations. I wasn't even aware that I had some sort of hidden ailment."

I then looked right at Brian and said with a smile, "I heard that you've also been married twice, Brian. If that's the case, then..."

I had done my homework on Brian's family before coming to Flint Manor. It was also how I found out that he had a short-lived business marriage in the past.

Upon hearing that, Brian's countenance instantly transformed into a mask of rage and incredulity. He snapped, "How dare you address your elders in such a disrespectful manner? You have no manners whatsoever!"

I was just about to voice my thoughts when Eric suddenly grasped my hand, his gaze steady and resolute. He noted the smile on my face and turned to Brian, stating bluntly, "I don't think I need your approval to get married to the person I want, Uncle Brian. I had already discussed it with Grandma, and she approves of Jae completely."

Brian was visibly displeased by Eric's sudden defiance. He immediately roared, "I knew she'd be a bad influence on you, Ric! You've never disrespected us like this before!"

Eric smiled faintly, his gaze growing cold as he explained, "I ignored you before because I just didn't think you were worth responding to. Your words, when directed at me, were akin to the inconsequential buzzing of gnats–devoid of any real impact.

"What makes you think you have the right to insult Jae, though? Is it your nonexistent standing in the family or your nonexistent power in the company?"