Aaron Warren saw his father’s expression twisting further, and couldn’t help but frown. Could the situation be even worse?
If that’s the case, then it’s really going to be difficult!
Just then, the urgent voice of the butler rang out, "Master, it’s bad! It’s bad! A large group of reporters is at the door saying they want to interview you!"
The Family Head’s temple throbbed: "Just say I’m not at home and tell them to leave! If they dare to mess around, have the security guards drive them away!"
The butler replied and rushed off, not long after he returned in haste, saying: "Master, it’s no good, the number of reporters is increasing. Besides the reporters, all the family elders, and Madam Warren..." They’re all here!
The butler hadn’t finished speaking when the study door was flung open forcefully.
A well-dressed woman strode in like a gust of wind.
Aaron Warren looked at the newcomer and shouted, "Mom!"
Madam Warren didn’t spare her son a glance, striding in high heels to the Family Head, raising her hand for a slap.
The loud slap froze the atmosphere in the study.
Aaron shouted, quickly stepping forward to grab Madam Warren who was about to make another move: "Speak carefully, how can you lay hands on Dad?"
"Why can’t I? This old disgrace has lost his integrity. A slap is nothing; I wouldn’t feel satisfied even if I beat him to death!"
Aaron looked at his mother’s furious and contorted face, feeling a bit bewildered: "Mom, what exactly happened?"
"Let your father tell you himself!"
Aaron turned to the Family Head: "Dad?"
The Family Head glanced at his son, then humbly whispered to Madam Warren: "Madam, please calm down, I was wrong this time, but the matter is as it is, the most important thing now is to resolve it. We can’t just watch the Warren Family fall apart!"
"Let it fall apart then! When you did something worse than a beast, there was no need for this family to exist!" Madam Warren grew angrier, pointing at the Family Head’s nose and scolding: "Even a rabbit doesn’t eat the grass by its burrow! You’re worse than a rabbit!" Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novèlfire.net
Being scolded with a finger in his face, the Family Head’s expression was unpleasant, but since he was in the wrong, he endured it.
"Mom, Dad, can either of you tell me what’s going on!"
No one paid him any attention.
Aaron couldn’t help but frown, turning to the butler: "Butler, you tell me, what exactly happened?"
The Family Head immediately said: "You’re not allowed to tell him!"
"Why not tell him? Oh, I understand, now you care about appearances!" Madam Warren laughed, full of mockery: "Why didn’t you care earlier? Now you care about appearances! Do you think you still have face?"
"Madam!" The Family Head’s tone intensified, he sighed, lowering himself: "I was indeed wrong, but no matter what, I’m Aaron Warren’s father. Give me some face, will you?"
"Is it a matter of whether I give you face? Do you really think you can still keep it hidden now?" As Madam Warren finished her sentence, the noise outside grew louder.
The butler went out to look and quickly returned in a panic: "It’s the reporters! Reporters have barged in!"
The Family Head shouted: "Useless!"
As soon as the voice fell, reporters surged in, blocking the study door, countless microphones were shoved forward: "Family Head, may I ask when did you get involved with your cousin Chloe Jarvis?"
"Madam Warren, did you know about this matter?"
"Madam Warren, I’ve heard that your marital relationship is strained; did you tacitly allow your cousin to climb into your husband’s bed in order to win back his heart?"