"You... you... you... you damned girl! How dare you be so brazen in my house! Gentry, go get your father!" Mrs. Chapman yelled out the door. She'd deal with this damned girl once her son was back.
Gentry Chapman instinctively bolted up, but Adrian Hawthorne was watching him with a cold gaze. A cold sweat broke out on Gentry's back. This older boy's stare was terrifying—even scarier than his cousin's. He didn't dare move a muscle.
Mrs. Chapman called out a few more times but got no response from Gentry. Assuming he had gone out to play, her chest began to ache with a sharp pain from the anger. She glared hatefully at Tang Xiaonan and her brother. 'A whole nest of born thieves.' She had been against her son marrying Phoebe Thorne from the start. But he was captivated by Phoebe's youth and beauty and had gone against her for the very first time, marrying that bandit woman. She was completely disobedient, opposing her in everything.
