The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1483

Chapter 1483 

Maggie and Nigel were stunned to see Wrenn return at this moment. 

Seeing her angry expression, both of them felt a pang of guilt. This is bad, they thought to themselves, but neither of them said a word. 

Wrenn was intimidating as she questioned them sternly, “I’m asking you, what did you just do to them? How could you lay your hands on them?” 

At this moment, Frederic also walked over. His face was dark as he roared, “How dare you lay a hand on my grandchildren? Have you grown tired of living?” 

Nigel and Maggie had never seen such a spectacle before and were instantly frightened. 

Swallowing nervously, Maggie nudged Nigel with her elbow. “S-Say something.” 

Nigel had acted impulsively just now. After being reprimanded by them, he was filled with regret. He quickly shot her a glare and gritted his teeth in silence. 

If it wasn’t for this b*tch, there wouldn’t be so much trouble! 

“We just weren’t paying attention for a moment and accidentally bumped into the child. You know how kids are. It’s normal for them to have little bumps and bruises. There’s no need to be too worried…” 

Wrenn snapped, “Nonsense! I saw it with my own eyes. You kicked Sammy. And what’s the story behind the slap mark on my granddaughter’s face? Was that also an accidental bump?”. 

Having been chastised by a woman, Nigel felt embarrassed. All he could do was defend himself. 

“I was just trying to teach him a lesson. That little rascal was about to push me! I am his elder. Is this how he treats his elders? He really has no manners at all!” 

The words slipped out before he could think. After speaking, Nigel couldn’t help but shiver when he sensed Frederic’s gaze. 

He licked his lips, about to say something, but was interrupted by a cold chuckle from Frederic. 

“Who are you to lecture my grandchildren? How dare you claim yourself as an elder of the grandchildren of the Beauvort family? I-“. 

His words abruptly halted, and his breath hitched. Suddenly clutching his chest, he furrowed his brows and began to cough, his breathing becoming rapid. 

“Mr. Frederic!” 

“Dear!” 

Mr. Jenkins and Wrenn were shocked when they saw this. 

The three little ones also looked up, their eyes wide and filled with worry as they looked at Frederic nervously. “Grandpa…” 

In fact, the reason why Frederic and Wrenn had come home early today was because Frederic was feeling discomfort in his heart. 

10:39 Fri, 8 Dec R 

Although he had been recovering well, he was, after all, getting on in years and couldn’t overwork himself. Moreover, due to the appearance of Nigel and Maggie, he hadn’t been in a great mood, which was why he was feeling a bit unwell now. 

It wasn’t a big deal initially. All he needed was to come back and rest for a while until this incident happened, and it ignited his rage, causing his reaction to become intensely strong. 

At that moment, he lifted his trembling hand, lightly waving it. “I’m fine…” 

Another bout of coughing followed. 

Wrenn was extremely worried. She quickly instructed Mr. Jenkins, “Hurry, help him back to his room. I’ll handle everything here!” 

Frederic was feeling unwell and didn’t put on a brave front. Despite his considerable annoyance, he ultimately heeded her words and, with the help of Mr. Jenkins, returned to his room. 

In the corridor, only Wrenn remained. 

She looked at Maggie and Nigel with an icy stare. 

“No manners? The two of you dare to talk about manners in front of me? Who do you think you are? How dare you lay a hand on a member of the Beauvort family on our own turf?” 

Unable to hold back, Maggie muttered, “What do you mean by that? Are you looking down on us country folks because you have money? Don’t forget, your daughter-in-law grew up in the countryside, raised by me and Nigel…” 

“Don’t talk to me about Neera!” Wrenn gritted her teeth. “If it weren’t for the fact that you two once adopted Neera, do you think you could have set foot in Beauvort Manor? And now you have the audacity to bring up Neera?” 

After she finished speaking, she pulled Penny in front of her and gently brushed her hand away. Her gaze fell on the still red handprint, and she grew even more livid. 

She turned her head and glared at Maggie. “She’s just a child, What could she have possibly done to deserve such harsh treatment from you?”. 

Since Frederic had returned to his room, Maggie and Nigel were not as scared as before. They began to speak more loudly. 

“This is considered harsh? It’s just a slap. She was talking nonsense. Am I not allowed to discipline her? Even though she is now the granddaughter of the Beauvort family, she is also the daughter of Neera. I am, after all, her elder. She wouldn’t even call me Granny. I’ve been wanting to teach her a lesson for a while now! Who are you to keep me from talking about manners? Isn’t it something that prestigious families value the most? What, do you look down on us country folks for being impolite? You talk as if the Beauvorts are extremely polite! How ridiculous!” 

She rambled on and on, glossing over the main point. 

Wrenn, tired of her nonsensical chatter, turned her head and asked Penny, “Baby, tell me, why did she hit you?”