h4Chapter 69: Teach him a lesson!/h4

"Didn’t I tell you to shut up? Didn’t you hear me?" Brianna snapped, rubbing her throbbing temples. These children were a constant source of frustration.

Hannah’s intelligence was far below E’s, and yet she dared to speak out like this in such a situation.

"Mom, why did you hit me... Waaa!" Hannah started to cry.

E remained impassive. "Leave. I need to rest."

"Don’t take your sister’s words to heart, E..." Brianna hastily tried to exin, maintaining her image as a loving mother above all else.

"Auntie, you always tell me not to take things to heart. Like when the Davis family’s eldest stabbed me multiple times — should I not take that to heart either, even if I was dying?" E’s voice turned icy, a chill that made Brianna pause.

"I’m sorry! I will have Kevin apologize to you."

E let out a coldugh, no longer calling Brianna "Mom". "Auntie, please leave with Hannah. I want to sleep now."

Though E didn’t openly break with Brianna, her demeanor was noticeably colder.

To Brianna, this was understandable given that Kevin had treated E so brutally.

"Alright, you rest well. We wille back to see you tomorrow."

"No need, I don’t want to be disturbed." E sighed softly. "Seeing you reminds me of Kevin... and those knives."

Brianna’s expression turned even more sour. She nodded, pulling Hannah out of the room.

E watched the door close, a cold smile ying on her lips.

Brianna, just wait. I will find the evidence that you poisoned my mother!

Outside.

Eric and Robert were standing on the balcony of the corridor.

"Mr. Nelson, my younger son was indeed too vile... I have been too busy with business to properly attend to him! I will discipline him well, and he will never harm E again!"

Robert promised, but Eric nced at him with disdain.

"Touch her again and see what happens," Eric’s voice was filled with menace. Robert quickly shook his head, "I wouldn’t harm her; she’s my daughter."

Robert’s forehead was beaded with cold sweat as he nervously smiled.

"And how do you n to deal with Kevin?"

"My son is still young, but I will send him to a reformatory for a while, and then to a fully enclosed school," Robert hastily assured.

With that assurance, Eric felt somewhat relieved. Kevin was so violent that, even if Brianna hadn’t instigated him, he could still hurt E again during interactions.

"And another thing, E doesn’t like facing the media. I don’t want to see her at any press conferences!" Eric turned and left withrge strides.

Feeling the oppressive presence lift, Robert breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "No wonder he’s the sessor of the Nelson Group. That aura... it’s not something ordinary people have!"

However, Eric’s demand to avoid press conferences seemed to imply that the Davis family had something to hide. Regardless, facts wouldn’t change whether they held a press conference or not.

"Whatever, we can’t afford to offend Mr. Nelson right now. This might be a blessing or a curse," Robert mused, feeling slightly dejected. But he consoled himself with the thought that his daughter’s connection to the Nelson family could still bring some benefits to the Davis Group.

Eric returned to the hospital room and stayed with E for several hours, leaving only around eleven at night to go home.

E’s arm was immobilized, making even bathing a challenge. She was reluctant to have a servant help her wash up.

As she emerged from the bathroom, Mrs. Lee informed her that a man named Brandon was asking to see her.

"Tell him I’m resting and won’t see him," E replied with a hint of disdain in her eyes. She couldn’t believe Brandon had the nerve toe at such a time.

Mrs. Lee conveyed E’s message to Brandon, who stood there dejectedly, staring at the door of the hospital room.

"It’s true... Regardless of her feelings, she saw me with Hannah. How could she ever ept me after that?" Brandon felt a wave of mncholy.

He cursed the situation bitterly. If Hannah hadn’te onto him that day, they never would have ended up in bed together...

If only...

Brandon resented Brianna and Hannah deeply. His promising career was ruined because of that incident, leading to his dismissal from thepany. Hannah had been aware of the situation but had done nothing to stop it.

"Brianna! Hannah! Two despicable women trying to photograph me with E... A supposedly noble matron and a so-called heiress, both utterly corrupt. And now, even E has been hurt by that Davis family’s eldest son!"

A strange cold glint flickered in Brandon’s eyes.

"I won’t let you get away with this!"

With that thought, Brandon turned and left the hospital.

E stayed in the hospital for just one day. Apart from the injury on her arm, she was otherwise fine. Disliking hospitals, she had Eric’s people handle her discharge early the next morning.

"Your injuries haven’t fully healed, and you’re going back to the Davis family... Are you sure about this?" Eric sighed. "It’s a pity I can’t be by your side, otherwise..."

"Don’t worry. They aren’t idiots; they won’t try anything again." E scoffed. Besides, her return home was going to cause quite the upheaval.

"That’s good to hear. Yesterday, Robert promised to send Kevin to a reformatory and then to a fully enclosed school. This way, you won’t have to deal with that brat."

Eric brought a ss of juice to her lips, his eyes filled with tenderness.

E took a small sip and looked up at him, "Thanks. Now I can rest easy at home."

"If things don’t work out, you can always move out. If you don’t want to live with me, I’ll find you a ce."

Eric leaned in close to her ear. "Of course, I’d prefer we live together... so we can have fun every night..."

"Eric, you’re being indecent!" E blushed and red at him.

She was only eighteen!

"You old pervert, trying to seduce a younger woman!" E snorted.

Eric’s expression darkened. "What did you say? Old?"

"Isn’t it true? You’re twenty-six... I’m eighteen. You’re eight years older than me!"

E pouted, "I’m at a disadvantage here!"

"Then I’ll take the initiative more often to make up for it... How about we start now?" His hand swiftly invaded her clothing, and E pped it away.

"Mr. Nelson, I’m hungry. I want breakfast!"

"Alright, I’ll feed you."

"Thank you, Mr. Nelson. I suppose this is your first time acting as a servant?" E smirked mischievously.