The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1162

At that moment, Baxter sneered sarcastically, “What's there to be scared of? As the head of the Gordon family, if you don't even have this much courage, make a fuss over every little thing, and lack the ability to solve problems, then you shouldn't be the head of the family! In my opinion, it's because someone is overestimating their abilities that we've ended up in this mess!”

He spoke with veiled threats, not explicitly pointing out, but it was clear as day who he was referring to.

Shane's and Avery's expressions turned sour, their eyes cold.

Just as Avery was about to chime in, Neera beat him to it with a retort.

“An attack is always sudden. Who could've predicted it? Moreover, this is a crime. Instead of blaming the ambushers, you're blaming the victims, Mr. Baxter. What kind of logic is that? If someone wants to kill you, would you blame the perpetrator, or would you blame yourself for being incapable?”

“You—” Baxter didn't expect her to be so sharp-tongued, his anger causing his eyes to narrow. He then scolded her, “I am an elder, and you are being disrespectful to me. This is a great insolence!”

After hearing that, Neera scoffed even more mockingly than he did.

“Disrespectful? Insolent? Mr. Baxter, it seems age has clouded your judgment. In the Gordon family, who should be the one truly deserving of respect?” she asked.

Baxter choked up, his face stern, and stopped talking.

He remained silent while Neera casually lifted the corner of her mouth, calmly and composedly adding, “If I'm not mistaken, in the Gordon family, the head of the family holds the highest authority. Regardless of one's seniority or experience, no one is allowed to disrespect the head of the family. This is the rule. Mr. Baxter, I'm new here, and out of respect for your age, I addressed you politely. However, this doesn't mean you can boss me around. Having spent so many years in the Gordon family, as one of its elders, you should understand this principle. I shouldn't need to remind you, should I?”

In the end, she pressed her lips together. Despite being ill, she exuded an aura of dominance that demanded respect. “Mr. Baxter, you should know better at your age what should be said and shouldn't. Mind your own business and stop worrying about mine.”

In all his years, Baxter had never been taught a lesson by anyone except Chad.

In an instant, he was consumed by anger, his face turning red and his neck swelling in rage.

Yet Neera was saying all the right words, leaving him no room to retort. He felt as if he was choking on his own frustration, unable to swallow it down or spit it out.

Ultimately, he gritted his teeth, let out a deep, cold huff, and turned to leave.

After Baxter left, Robin suddenly let out a soft laugh and said, “Chad indeed has a good eye for people. Neera, in just these few days you've been here, you've really started to show the makings of a family head.”

Neera curled her lips. “He's always had a problem with me. I've already offended him, so why should I hold back? Otherwise, he might think I'm an easy target.”

Robin nodded with a hearty laugh. “You have your own ideas, and that's great.”

Afterward, he didn't stay long and also left.

Avery looked at her pale face and said gently, “After taking your medicine, go upstairs and rest. Your body is still weak and needs more care for your wounds to heal faster. As for those who hurt you, I will investigate as soon as possible. Don't worry.”

“Okay.” Neera did feel a bit tired. After expressing her thanks, she turned to head upstairs.

At that moment, something else came to her mind, and she turned to ask them a favor.

“Shane, Mr. Cox, about what happened yesterday, I beg you not to tell my aunt and uncle. I don't want them to worry,” she said. If Aunt Adriana finds out about this, she will surely be so worried that she can't eat or sleep well. Also, the little ones might even end up crying.

News of Neera's injury reached not only the Gordon family but also Lordsworth Estate.

The night before, as Jean was about to rest, he saw Ian hurriedly enter.

“Mr. Beauvort, Luna has returned!” Ian reported.

Upon hearing that, Jean frowned immediately and wore a solemn expression. I specifically assigned Luna to secretly protect Neera. Without my orders, she cannot leave at will. Why did she rush back so late at night? Something must've happened.

“Have her wait for me in the study,” Jean said to Ian.

“Understood.”

In no time, he donned a coat and headed to the study.

As soon as he walked in, he saw the bloodstains on Luna, his pupils suddenly constricting.

Before Luna could speak, Jean was the first to ask, “What happened? Is she hurt?”

His voice was filled with unmistakable worry and anxiety.

Luna immediately reported in detail all the events that had occurred that night with the utmost respect. “Please forgive me, My Lord. I was delayed on my way here due to the enemy's interference, so I was a step late to rescue Mrs. Beauvort.”

Jean's face instantly turned icy cold when he heard that Neera had been injured. His aura suddenly became terrifyingly intimidating. “Who did it? Do you know?”

Luna shook her head. “It's still unclear at the moment. The Gordon residence's surroundings are heavily guarded now, so I only dared to come back and report to you in detail.”

A dark cloud covered Jean's face, a fierce light flickering in his eyes. “Understood. Go back and continue to follow in secret. There must be no more mistakes. I will assign you more people to help find out who is responsible.”

Afterward, he called for Ian and ordered, “Get things in order. We're heading to District Fourteen.”