CHAPTER 114: CHAPTER 114: SHE HAS A BIG APPETITE AND ISN’T EASILY SATISFIED

Julian Grant responded with a sneer through the door, "Nathaniel Gallagher, who exactly is bullying whom?"

"Your beloved ’sister’ deliberately provoked Master Thompson, leading to his critical illness, nearly costing him his life, and now she wants to act innocent?"

Before the words finished.

"Bang--"

A dull thud echoed from inside the room.

Vivian Shaw frantically dodged around, knocking over a water cup in her struggle, with sharp glass shards exploding on the ground.

Josephine Thompson’s hand holding the baton trembled slightly, her nails digging deep into her palm.

Vivian Shaw curled up like a mouse in the corner, her cheeks swollen, crying shrilly, "Brother, save me. They’re trying to kill me!"

Hearing Vivian Shaw’s piercing scream.

Nathaniel Gallagher grew even angrier, "Julian Grant, if you’re a man, come out and talk, don’t hide inside like a turtle."

Julian Grant chuckled arrogantly, preparing to step out, "Ha~, you think I’m afraid of you?"

Josephine Thompson hurriedly pulled him back, "Julian, don’t be impulsive, ignore him."

Julian Grant looked at her affectionately, "Josephine, don’t worry about me. You just vent your anger, and once you’re done, I have plenty of ways to send this little bitch to prison for a decade or two."

Vivian Shaw heard that, growing more frantic, "Brother, I’m scared... please save me..."

Nathaniel Gallagher took a heavy breath, trying to control his emotions, "Josephine, what exactly did Vivian do wrong that you need to vent on her like this?"

"She’s still a naive little girl, even if she offended you, you don’t have to scare her like this."

"Click!"

The hospital door was pulled open.

Josephine Thompson emerged cold and pallid, walking out coolly.

At the door.

More than a dozen strong bodyguards stood guard.

Nathaniel Gallagher also stood at the door with a few bodyguards, locked in a standoff.

This wasn’t Audenburg after all.

Though he brought a batch of bodyguards, it wasn’t his territory, so he could only negotiate.

Vivian Shaw hurriedly tried to run out, "Brother, brother, I’m here..."

Seeing Vivian Shaw beaten to a pitiful state, Nathaniel Gallagher frowned deeply.

He glanced coldly at Julian Grant, more frustrated and angry, sarcastically taunting, "Ha~, Josephine, someone has your back, it’s a different story altogether."

"I tell you, no matter who backs you, it’s useless. Vivian is my sister, I won’t allow anyone to harm her. If you dare hurt her, I’ll ensure you regret it."

Josephine Thompson listened, her heart desolate, staring at Nathaniel Gallagher.

"Nathaniel Gallagher, I’m telling you too. I don’t need anyone backing me. Anyone who dares harm my grandfather, I’ll fight them."

Nathaniel Gallagher’s pupils shimmered, turning to Vivian Shaw, "...Vivian, what did you do?"

Vivian Shaw was pale with fear, stuttering, "Brother, she’s... she’s falsely accusing me. She never liked me, so she found an excuse to hit me."

"Is it really like that?"

Vivian Shaw stuttered, avoiding the main issue, saying, "Brother, I didn’t do it on purpose. You disappeared for a day and night, no trace. Auntie Linton was worried about you, so she asked me to find you."

"I couldn’t find you anywhere, then wondered if you were with Josephine Thompson. So I went to ask Master Thompson. Wanted to ask if you were with Josephine!"

"Who would have thought, Master Thompson would react so strongly. Then... Brother, I really didn’t mean it, boo hoo hoo..."

Vivian Shaw cried as she spoke, making herself sound pitiful and innocent.

Nathaniel Gallagher frowned tightly, his expression icy.

He knew Vivian Shaw’s character all too well.

However, she was ultimately an immature little girl. At times, her actions were brazen and willful.

He spoiled her since childhood, naturally, he wouldn’t mind her.

But others wouldn’t pamper her like he did.

"Brother, I’m in pain and scared, brother please save me!"

"...Josephine, Vivian is still a naive little girl. You’ve hit her and scolded her, don’t go overboard."

"I’ll cover your grandfather’s medical fees and follow-up treatment, as a redemption for Vivian."

"Let her apologize, and let this matter go."

Josephine Thompson’s heart ached, sneering coldly, "Just let it go?"

"She nearly killed my grandfather, and now you lightly say let it go, does that erase all her crimes?"

Julian Grant frowned, "Josephine, don’t waste words on him, such people can’t be indulged."

"If apologies worked, why would we need police?"

Nathaniel Gallagher: "So what do you want now?"

Julian Grant sneered: "Of course crimes deserve punishment; her actions amount to murder, she should reflect properly in prison."

Nathaniel Gallagher sneered coldly, "I’m talking to Josephine, it’s not your place to butt in!"

"Josephine, Vivian is immature, you don’t have to cling to this. If you truly send her to prison, her life will be utterly ruined."

Josephine Thompson sighed, looking at him, "Then it’s just what she deserves."

Nathaniel Gallagher: "...In any case, you can’t do this, I won’t allow you to ruin Vivian like that."

Josephine Thompson suddenly laughed, the laughter chilling to the bone.

She stepped forward, locking eyes with Nathaniel Gallagher, speaking word by word, "Nathaniel Gallagher, what gives you the right to decide her fate? Just because you spoil her, she can do whatever she wants?"

After speaking, she turned and retrieved a document from the hospital room, throwing it harshly onto Nathaniel Gallagher, "This is the doctor’s diagnosis; grandfather suffered severe cerebral hemorrhage due to intense emotional fluctuations and is still struggling between life and death!"

Julian Grant stepped forward, shielding Josephine Thompson, his eyes sharp as an eagle: "Nathaniel Gallagher, you claim to protect your sister but can’t discern the basic right from wrong. Vivian Shaw intentionally provoked the elderly; this isn’t immaturity, it’s a crime!"

"..." Nathaniel Gallagher frowned deeply.

Vivian Shaw saw Nathaniel’s silence and screamed as she climbed up from the ground, "Brother! They’re trying to frame me! Josephine Thompson and Julian Grant are in cahoots; she just wants to take revenge on me!"

"Slap!" A crisp sound filled the air.

Nathaniel raised his hand and gave her a resounding slap.

Vivian stumbled and fell from the hit, "Brother..."

"Enough! You’ve done wrong and still don’t know how to repent. You’ve really disappointed me!"

Vivian held her face, looking at Nathaniel in disbelief as tears welled up, "Brother, you actually hit me..."

Nathaniel ignored her, his gaze complex as he looked at Josephine, "Josephine, she’s already been severely punished. For my sake, let her go!"

"I’ve already said I’ll cover all of Grandfather’s subsequent treatment costs. Additionally, if you want compensation, just name a price."

"Hmph~" Josephine let out a cold sneer, looking at him with both hatred and anger.

The incident from last night where he forced her.

She hadn’t confronted him about that yet.

Julian Grant embraced her shoulder, softly saying, "Josephine, go back to your room to rest first, I’ll handle things here."

Nathaniel also looked at her coldly, saying with a sneer, "I’ll ask you one last time, do you really want to escalate this?"

"..." Josephine felt a block in her chest, unable to suppress a shiver.

Although she had now left Audenburg,

most of the Thornton Family’s businesses and estates were still there.

Furthermore, the family had several treasure galleries and antique warehouses in Audenburg. Each item in the collection was invaluable.

Nathaniel knew all of this very well.

He’s cautious of causing harm while targeting the rat.

If he intended to retaliate, the losses would be severe.

"Let it escalate, Josephine, you don’t have to be afraid of him!"

After careful consideration.

Josephine took a deep breath but ultimately chose to calm things down.

It’s not that she was worried or cowardly.

It’s because she had too many concerns.

The more a person possesses, the more cautious they must be.

"... If you want me to forgive her, then let her kneel in front of my grandfather’s ward until he recovers before she can get up."

Vivian was shocked and angry when she heard this, "What did you say?"

"Brother, she’s deliberately bullying me, intentionally humiliating me. I won’t go kneel."

Nathaniel gave her a cold glance, no longer wanting to indulge her, "Would you rather kneel or go to jail? It’s your choice."

Vivian’s heart exploded, and tears poured uncontrollably, "Brother..."

"Calling me won’t help; if you don’t want to go to jail, then obediently go kneel."

Seeing her brother no longer stand up for her.

Vivian let out a sob and could only agree tearfully, "Fine, I’ll go kneel."

After speaking, she shot a vicious and resentful glance at Josephine. Then she pitifully looked at Nathaniel, "Brother, let Auntie Linton know I can’t take care of her tonight."

Nathaniel didn’t respond, his heart clogged with anger, burning with jealousy.

"That’s that then, Auntie Linton, watch her kneel."

Auntie Linton finally felt a breath of relief, "Alright, Miss."

"Vivian Shaw, let’s go! Time to kneel!"

Vivian walked away sobbing.

Nathaniel’s eyes were as cold as ice, still glaring at Josephine with a hard and gloomy expression.

Julian gently supported her shoulder, speaking tenderly, "Josephine, you should go back and rest too. Don’t catch a cold."

"Mm." Josephine nodded, not giving Nathaniel another glance, obediently following Julian back to the ward.

Nathaniel’s heart seethed, forcibly resisting the urge to storm in and fight Julian.

She once relied on him so much.

How could she just turn to another man?

Last night, she was still under him, pitifully begging, accommodating him, entwined passionately.

How could she... run into another man’s arms.

"... Josephine Thompson!"

Josephine paused, looking back at him coldly, "Is there something else?"

Julian also stared at him with cold anger.

Nathaniel let out a chilling laugh, provocatively saying, "Your underwear was left in my car. Do you want me to bring it to you?"

Boom!

Josephine’s mind exploded, the coldness in her eyes igniting into fury, instantly breaking her composure, "Nathaniel Gallagher, you’re despicable and shameless."

Julian’s face turned white from anger. He clenched his fist slightly, wanting to punch Nathaniel until he was a pulp.

Nathaniel’s handsome face showed a hint of cold mockery and malice, "I kindly reminded you about your lost item, how does that make me despicable and shameless?"

Then he looked at Julian with disdain, "Oh right, you want to pursue her, right?"

"Heh~, then you better hone your skills in bed, she has quite the appetite, not easily satisfied..."