Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe
Chapter 194

Chapter 194

“Manny, it’s good that you’re back!” Emerson, who came to his senses, did not

choose to run away.

Despite Emmanuel’s military experience and potential combat skills, Emerson

remained unperturbed by the thought of facing the former as he was

confident in his group of men who were by his side.

“We men should be the ones to handle family matters instead of wasting

time reasoning with a bunch of women!”

Emerson thought Emmanuel would connect with the notion of male authority

and take charge of the situation accordingly.

However, to his surprise, Emmanuel responded with a sneer of disdain, “My

mother and sister are my elders, and their authority holds sway in this

household. If you replace it difficult to communicate with them, it’s because you

lack a fundamental understanding of human decency!”

Roselynn could not help but feel a sense of satisfaction. These individuals

assume everyone shares their sexist views. Do they really believe everyone

looks down upon women like them?

Mackenzie, standing behind Emmanuel, could not help but grin.

She, too, had a strong aversion to men who disrespected women, so his

response was definitely a green flag in her eyes!

“Coward!” Emerson sneered, his face twisted with a baffling smirk as he

issued a threatening ultimatum. “Let me ask you one more time, are you

going to delete the posts on the internet? It’s your choice whether we remain

as relatives or become enemies!”

Jamison also emerged from the kitchen, positioning himself behind his father

with a show of force.

He wore a smug expression, convinced that he held the upper hand. He

believed that as long as Emmanuel was not a fool, he would not want to

engage in an endless battle with them.

Otherwise, their family would be doomed to a lifetime of unrest and turmoil.

After casting a quick glance at the kitchen and witnessing the anguish on his

mother’s face, Emmanuel swiftly lunged forward, delivering a powerful punch

to Emerson’s face.

Before Emerson could retaliate, Emmanuel then delivered a powerful kick that

sent him flying.

Boom!

Emerson landed heavily on the floor.

The house fell into silence.

“You’ve already treated us as your enemies. It would be foolish of me to

consider you as family!” Emmanuel bellowed.

Hermann, who had shown no concern when Alessandra fell, immediately

jumped out and exclaimed when he realized someone had hit his son, “Y–You

b*stard! How could you attack your own uncle? You heartless jerk!”

Roselynn, not one for physical confrontations but skilled in the art of debate,

gave a cold sneer. “And what about Emerson hurting his own sister earlier? I

didn’t hear any objections then, did I? Isn’t it natural for a son to defend his

mother when she’s being bullied? That’s not heartless–that’s standing up for

family!”

“You-”

How could Hermann possibly win an argument against Roselynn?

Emerson’s men were quick to bully the weak and defenseless, but when

faced with a direct confrontation from Emmanuel, they all cowered.

The Cadigan family now found themselves in an awkward position, unable to

win either arguments or physical altercations.

“Let’s just leave. There’s no need to let this family dispute escalate any

further!” The grandmother finally stepped in.

“Shut up!” Hermann lashed out in frustration, directing his anger at his wife.

“It’s all your fault for failing to properly raise our daughter!”

“Watch your mouth, you stupid old man!” Roselynn could not watch him bully

her grandmother. “My mother has a kind and gentle nature. She never

engages in illegal activities or deceives others. On the other hand, your son is

involved in all sorts of vices like gambling, drinking, and cheating. He has a

laundry list of vices! He can’t even accomplish anything worthwhile, let alone

win a fight against my brother. So, what gives you the audacity to look down

on your own daughter? Why do you think you have the right to look down on

me and my brother?”

Hermann’s face flushed red with anger as he stomped in frustration. “You’ve

really pushed me too far! I can’t take it anymore!”

Roselynn, filled with fury, pointed her finger at the door. “Get out of our house

and die elsewhere, stupid old man!”

To Roselynn, these despicable individuals were never her family. She took

great satisfaction in seeing them being taught a much–needed lesson.