"Insolent? Do you really think you're the Empress Dowager? You expect me to stop just because you said so? I'm not stopping today until I beat her to a pulp."
Zachary Redgrave's fists never stopped, and he put his full force into every punch.
Tiana Peyton curled up on the floor, desperately shielding her face. "Stop hitting me! Help me... Laura Lowell, aren't you going to say something?"
As if she hadn't heard a thing, Laura Lowell's lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smile. "And why should I speak up for you?"
"She's your aunt! Are you just going to stand by and watch someone beat her without lifting a finger?"
The old woman glared at Laura Lowell, her attitude unyielding, her face pale with fury.
Laura Lowell leaned back against the sofa, tilting her head as if she'd just heard the world's biggest joke. "Aunt? Funny, you didn't seem to remember I was family when you threw me away back then."
