Jadon's daughters tried to stop Scarlett, but they were all scared after being glared at by Jadon.
Scarlett only stayed here for half an hour but made a mess of the place.
Jadon watched Scarlett's back as she went down the stairs. His eyes narrowed slightly.
He finally realized Scarlett was not a meek lamb.
The sound of the car's engine soon came from outside. Scarlett and Raymond had already left.
Jadon looked back at his study, gritting his teeth. He could only swallow his anger.
Except for Raymond, Scarlett had the evidence that could send Jadon to prison and ruin the Hudson family.
Jadon was fifty-eight. He was not young. He had six children. He had to think for them.
The older people got, the less courageous they were. They became cowards and afraid of death.
Jadon's third daughter came running back from the balcony. "Dad! Who the hell is that woman? Is she crazy? Why don't you allow me to call the police?"
Jadon glanced at his children and their spouses.
Don't tell anyone else what happened tonight. If I hear anything about it, I won't let you off!"
"Dad, who is that woman?"
"Don't try to get back at Scarlett! No one is allowed to hurt her! Do you hear me?"
No one answered. They were furious.
They used to bully others at will, but now someone trashed their house. How could they stand it?
However, Jadon didn't care what they thought. He directly kicked Jerome. "It's all your fault! You dare to be angry! I won't repeat what I said today. If anyone doesn't listen to me, don't come back to me and cry!"
After saying that, Jadon took another look at the study behind him. The door was open. Inside all was disorder.
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