Chapter 85 The Culprit Behind the Scenes.
Aylin was calm and composed, discussing the matter as casually as if she were talking about the weather.
Robert clapped his hands and chuckled.
His Aylin, however, had been trained in professional wrestling techniques. Dealing with such a lowly ruffian was like using a sledgehammer to cra ck a nut, and it would only dirty Aylin’s shoes!
Robert secretly thought that he needed to buy a new pair of shoes for Aylin.
The man’s face contorted in pain as he looked up at Aylin’s unparalleled beauty, and he shook violently.
Aylin’s threat is not a bluff.
No matter how beautiful the woman was, he didn’t dare to think about her now, and hastily begged
for mercy, “I won’t dare again, I won’t dare again, please move your leg away quickly…
Aylin’s eyes turned cold, and instead of moving her legs away, she pressed down even harder. “Tell me, did Hanson send you to set me up?”
The man shook his head repeatedly, “No, no, it’s not!”
Robert narrowed his eyes, at this point, how could this person still dare to conceal the truth?
Without another word, he grabbed the man by the collar and raised his fist, ready to punch him again. “Still trying to weasel your way out?”
The man was on the verge of tears, unable to cover the numerous scars on his face.
Continuously dodging and evading.
“Can you guys at least let me finish talking before you start hitting? Seriously, it wasn’t me. But I do have a deep connection with Hanson. In fact, I have some sort of family ties with you all, and you-”
The man squinted his eyes and looked at Aylin, “You should also call me big brother!”
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was astonished.
Daniel and John exchanged glances, while Robert’s eyebrows furrowed in anger, thundering, “What do you think you are! Worthy of being Aylin’s brother?”
Just kidding, Aylin’s brothers are only three siblings, alright?
The three brothers doted on Aylin, and they couldn’t stand having too many people around her. How dare this creepy, ugly, and mysterious stranger try to get close to Aylin?
Seeing that Robert was about to take action, the man knew he could no longer hide his identity, so
he confessed, “My mother is your aunt, and I am Serena’s son, Letcher Moss. How am I not your
cousin?”
Letcher, lecherous, this name really suits him!
Daniel scoffed and shook his head.
Aylin frowned and scoffed, “Although I don’t remember what my uncle’s last name is, I’m sure it’s not Moss. Even if you want to have Aunt Serena’s last name, it should be Koch, not this one. Why
would it be this surname?”
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