CHAPTER 509: CHAPTER 509: GET LOST!

"Got it, got it." The mother said, looking pale.

"Where do Ivy Linden and Nicole live?"

"Over there."

The mother, terrified of Samuel Lockwood, pointed toward Ivy Linden’s rented house. Seeing Samuel Lockwood storm off, she clutched her trembling chest.

"So terrifying, how can there be such a frightening man?" Her voice filled with fear and resentment: "I thought Mr. Yeats was Ivy Linden’s husband, turns out Ivy Linden is just a slut running around, now the legitimate husband has come, best if he beats Ivy Linden the slut to death."

"Legitimate husband? Ivy Linden’s legitimate husband."

Scarlett Lawrence happened to be passing by and, being the busybody she was, saw a woman lying on the ground, with her child crying beside her, filling her with curiosity, wondering who had beaten up this mother and son?

Unexpectantly hearing the woman curse Ivy Linden, her eyes lit up with excitement.

She never believed Howard Yeats was Ivy Linden’s husband. As expected, a woman’s sixth sense is never wrong. What excited her the most was never expecting Ivy Linden’s real husband to turn up here.

This promised to be a good show.

Scarlett Lawrence "kindly" helped the woman up.

"Isn’t it? I’ve been seriously unlucky, just mentioning Ivy Linden and Nicole halfway and out of nowhere comes this disaster, Ivy Linden’s husband strangling my neck, and then getting pushed down painfully by that bad-tempered man."

"Yes! Ivy Linden is indeed a jinx, anyone who crosses paths with her ends up unlucky. See, just a mention, and misfortune follows."

Scarlett Lawrence gloatingly thought, so Ivy Linden’s husband is a violent man? From what she’s seen in the news, such men usually beat their wives.

Ivy Linden, that slut, now messing around with Howard Yeats, while her husband’s head is a green meadow, caught red-handed, he’s sure to give Ivy Linden a good beating now.

Scarlett Lawrence couldn’t wait to see Ivy Linden’s "show".

Scarlett Lawrence grabbed the woman, smiling sinisterly: "Come on, let’s go have a look."

The woman hesitated, thinking of Samuel Lockwood’s terrifying face, she quickly shook her head: "Better not, her husband is very fierce."

Scarlett Lawrence sneered: "What’s there to be afraid of? Her husband, no matter how fierce, will only be fierce to Ivy Linden. You think he’ll be fierce to us onlookers? Besides, there’ll surely be more than just two of us watching, so what’s there to fear?"

The woman hesitated.

Scarlett Lawrence added: "If not for Ivy Linden, you wouldn’t have suffered this today. What, don’t you want to see her get beaten by her husband?"

The woman already harbored her grievances against Ivy Linden, resenting her deeply, so saying she didn’t want to go was a lie.

"Alright!"

The woman agreed, but the child didn’t want to go.

"Cecilia, look... my son wants to go home..."

"Give him ten bucks, let him buy some snacks, and send himself home."

"But this..."

"Stop dawdling, if you don’t want to go, I’ll go."

Seeing Scarlett Lawrence letting go of her hand and turning to leave, the woman suddenly said: "Cecilia, wait."

The woman gave the boy ten bucks: "Good boy, buy snacks and head home, okay?"

Boy: "I don’t want money, I just want a unicorn, get me the one Nicole has, and I’ll listen to you."

The woman had a headache hearing this: "Mom doesn’t have money to buy it."

Scarlett Lawrence impatiently said: "Isn’t it just a unicorn toy? How much could it cost? You get back home, I’ll buy it for you."

Boy: "Aunt Lawrence, are you serious?"

Scarlett Lawrence’s face looked terrible, does he even know how to talk? Calling her aunt? How old is she really?

"Call me sister, and then it’s true."

"Alright, Sister Lawrence, you better not lie to me!"

"Cecilia..."

"Mm, not lying to you."

Scarlett Lawrence didn’t give the woman a chance to speak, seeing the boy happily head back, she rolled her eyes.

"Cecilia, you shouldn’t have promised my son that, do you know that unicorn toy costs millions?"

"Pfft, are you joking? A toy that costs millions?"

"It’s true."

Scarlett Lawrence nearly said, "a few million in joss paper", but held back.

~

Samuel Lockwood arrived at the place the woman pointed out, and saw his daughter, sitting on a small train, having a great time.

"Nicole."

Samuel Lockwood shouted.

Nicole turned her head and saw it was Samuel Lockwood calling her. She couldn’t hide her joy and stood up from the small train, not even waiting for it to stop, and tried to step down.

"Nicole, be careful."

Seeing Nicole about to fall off the small train, Samuel Lockwood’s heart was in his throat. Even though he was a sprint champion, he couldn’t reach in time to protect Nicole.

A tall figure suddenly hugged Nicole at the critical moment.

"Uncle Yeats."

Nicole, still frightened, realized how close she was to a painful fall.

"Next time, don’t be so reckless."

Howard Yeats "scolded" Nicole, in a very gentle voice.

"Mm, Nicole understands."

"Let go of my daughter."

Samuel Lockwood ran over, furiously glaring at Howard Yeats.

Howard Yeats ignored Samuel Lockwood, just looking at Nicole: "Your mom’s cooking might be ready, let’s go have a meal!"

Nicole glanced at Howard Yeats, then at Samuel Lockwood, without speaking.

Samuel Lockwood fuming: "I told you to let go of my daughter, didn’t you hear?"

Howard Yeats still ignored Samuel Lockwood, his disregard completely angering Samuel Lockwood.

Samuel Lockwood rolled up his sleeves, stepping forward intending to punch Howard Yeats.

Two bodyguards suddenly appeared, blocking Samuel Lockwood.

"Boss, how should we deal with this kid?"

The bodyguards didn’t take Samuel Lockwood seriously. They looked at him with disdain, thinking Samuel Lockwood was incapable of challenging their boss.

"Uncle Yeats, he’s my dad."

Nicole got anxious, scared the bodyguards might hurt Samuel Lockwood.

Howard Yeats pinched Nicole’s little nose: "Don’t worry, Uncle Yeats won’t hurt Nicole’s dad."

Seeing this, Samuel Lockwood felt both angry and jealous. Who did Howard Yeats think he was, saying such things to his daughter? She was his daughter.

"You think only you have bodyguards? Don’t I have them too?"

Samuel Lockwood stepped back two steps, raised his hand, and said: "You all go up and knock down those two guard dogs for me."

"Yes, President Lockwood."

There were four people with Samuel Lockwood. Seeing Howard Yeats only had two bodyguards, they felt confident in their numbers, thinking they could bully the fewer.

Samuel Lockwood thought the same, four against two, surely the four would win.

But, unexpectedly...

Minutes later, the four were beaten and howled in pain on the ground.

Samuel Lockwood was dumbfounded.

Howard Yeats mockingly looked at Samuel Lockwood: "You’re not my match, don’t bother Ivy again, get lost!"