NovelGoldChapter 41 The second-floor lounge of the hotel was quiet, save for the sudden, sharp sound of the door slamming shut.
"Smack!" Mila hadn't even had the chance to utter a word before the shocking scene unfolded before her eyes. Roland, who had always seemed so gentle and amiable, had just delivered a forceful slap to Ryan's face as soon as they entered. The blow was so powerful that Ryan's handsface immediately started to swell.
Mila stood frozen, taken aback by the swift and unexpected violence from the eldest Lockwood brother. He looked every bit the charming gentleman, yet his actions were anything but gentle, especially considering he was hitting his own brother. Despite herself, Mila couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the sight. Still, she knew her place as an outsider and understood that Roland's actions were likely a form of discipline. After all, Ryan had done something incredibly foolish pushing someone down the stairs at a family gathering, right in front of everyone. This wasn't something that could be resolved with a mere slap.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe stood silently at the door, watching the scene unfold without a word.
"What are you doing, big brother?" Ryan screamed, his voice high-pitched and laced with humiliation as he clutched his burning, swollen cheek.
"Idiot!" Roland spat, anger written across his face. He swung his hand again, delivering another resounding slap to Ryan's other cheek, causing him to stumble backward.
"I've been too lenient with you while I was abroad," Roland continued, his voice sharp with reproach. "You went and pulled a stunt like that at a family dinner, embarrassing our family name. It's beyond foolish!" Ryan, both cheeks now red and swollen, glared back furiously. "Mila is no guest! I didn't invite her. She cuninvited, and had the nerve to bully Giselle. She deserved what she got! And you hitover a nobody!" His voice took on a plaintive tone. "That you would hitfor her, brother!" Roland almost laughed in disbelief at his brother's inability to grasp the situation. Scanning the room, his eyes landed on a solid baseball bat propped against the shelf.
Mila's heart skipped a beat at the sight. The bat was no toy, but she reasoned he'd never truly harm his brother. Roland might be sharp-tongued, but she didn't mind seeing Ryan get a taste of his own medicine.
With the bat in hand, Roland approached Ryan, who shrieked and darted around the room in panic.
"You'd go to our parents and tell them your brother is trying to kill you over an outsider?" Ryan yelled as he ran toward the door, desperation in his voice.
Mila remained firmly in place, blocking his escape, her eyes fixed on Roland, who somehow maintained a graceful demeanor even while swinging a bat.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRyan didn't get far. Just as he swung a fist in Mila's direction, Roland grabbed him, pinning him to the ground and delivering a few decisive blows. Ryan lay there, defeated.
"I'll tell Mom that you're no longer my brother!" Ryan croaked weakly, eyes filled with resentment as he glared at NO Milan She was unfazed-this kind of look was nothing new to her since she married Lysander.
Roland tossed the bat aside, crouched down, and patted his brother's cheek lightly, a smile m playing on his lips. "forgot to mention, once this family dinner is over, Mom and Dad are moving abroad permanently. I'll be managing the Lockwood affairs here, including you." Ryan's expression soured instantly.
"Your behavior is a result of our parents spoiling you," Roland said, his ΟΠ voice firm. "But now that I'm settling back here, you know what kind of person I am. As the eldest, I'll be taking charge."
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