Phoebe Huxley pointed at Felix Thorne indignantly and yelled, "Who's the one who can't stop thinking about Phoenix Golding? I say a few words about that bitch, and he takes it all out on me! Dad, don't you just pin the blame on me!"
"Who can't stop thinking about her..." Felix Thorne retorted with a sullen face, but he only got halfway through before Raina slapped him on the back of his head.
"That's enough out of both of you! Eldest, if you ever give Phoenix Golding meat again, I'll skin you alive, you good-for-nothing spendthrift!"
The moment Raina laid a hand on him, the entire room fell silent. This time, she was firmly on her daughter-in-law's side, choosing reason over blind loyalty. A good-for-nothing spendthrift simply deserved a beating.
"How is Xiaonan?" Raina asked with concern.
Byron Thorne shook his head. "She's lost her soul. We need to call it back."
"Stop crying. Phoebe, come with me outside to call back her soul," Raina ordered.
