Daisy Thompson’s eyes lit up when she saw Adam Jones, and she performed her aggrieved expression with even more vigor, "Adam..."
As her son walked towards her, she assumed he would stop in front of her. However, to her surprise, he didn’t even glance her way but walked straight past her, towards Elly Campbell.
"How are you feeling, Elly? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"
As soon as he returned, he had seen that old woman Daisy Thompson push his wife fiercely, causing his whole heart to clench with fear, wishing he could rush over immediately and steady his wife.
Fortunately, his wife managed to brace herself against the rockery in the yard to prevent herself from falling.
But when he had hurried over, seeing his wife’s face looking somewhat pale, the urge to kill strengthened within him.
Elly had already recovered by now, and her stomach didn’t hurt as much as it did when Daisy Thompson initially pushed her.
Meeting Adam’s worried gaze and seeing through him to the envious eyes behind him, Elly’s own gaze turned equally cold.
The chill that burst from her was almost as intense as that from Adam.
This mother and daughter were audacious, not satisfied with just pushing her; they even wanted to bite back when they saw her island master returning. Did they think she was a pushover, or did they believe her island master was a fool?
The narrowed eyes that held a cold warning seemed to make Daisy Thompson and her daughter inexplicably afraid as they met her stare.
Withdrawing her gaze, she gave Adam a reassuring look, "I’m fine."
Adam scrutinized Elly’s face carefully. Seeing that she indeed looked much better than before, he finally turned slowly to face the mother-daughter pair, seeking trouble.
When Adam turned to look at them, the darkness and chill that burst from his eyes were like that of Asura from Hell, coming to claim their lives.
The two, already startled by Elly’s gaze just a moment ago, were now frightened into weakness by Adam’s stare, and their pale faces, feigned at first, turned truly white this time.
It was still Daisy Thompson who spoke first. Relying on her identity as his birth mother, she thought Adam would at least give her some face.
Before Elly could speak up, she wanted to seize the initiative.
When she spoke, her face took on an additional layer of grievance, "I know your wife doesn’t like to see me, but I just wanted to talk to my own son. Is that not allowed? Why does she have to treat me ."
As she spoke, her eyes instantly reddened.
In the art of playing the innocent victim, Daisy Thompson was no less skilled than any young damsel.
Adam, however, remained silent, only watching her with a somber look in his eyes, his expression icy.
Seeing that her submissive demeanour failed to shake her son in the slightest, Daisy’s heart skipped a beat, and she gritted her teeth, pointing in Elly’s direction—
"Even if she doesn’t want to see me or let me talk to you, she shouldn’t have pushed me, Adam. No matter what, I’m your mother. Even if I’m not good enough, she’s just your wife. How can you allow a woman to cross you and bully your mother ..."
The manipulative insinuations were spreading through the air.
Elly just smiled and stayed quiet. After all, her island master’s combat prowess had never disappointed her.
With this thought, she turned her gaze to Adam. Seeing him looking gravely at Daisy Thompson and ignoring the other woman who was gazing at him affectionately, he said to Daisy,