?Chapter 639:

    “Bitch!” Trevor’s fury boiled over. His face turned crimson as he lifted his hand to strike her.

    Bethel, rmed, lurched from her wheelchair to shield Christina, nearly pitching forward if not for a servant’s quick catch.

    Trevor underestimated Christina’s strength and reflexes. In an instant, she caught his wrist, freezing him mid-swing. His strength was useless against hers. Christina’s cold gaze seemed to drill through bone and marrow, freezing Trevor from the inside out. A shiver crept up his spine despite the heat of his fury.

    “For Bethel’s sake, I’ll let this slide—just this once—because you’re her son. But raise your hand against me again, and you’ll learn a lesson the hard way,” Christina warned, her voice steely, before releasing his wrist with a sharp shove.

    Trevor staggered back, barely keeping his bnce. Fury still simmered in his chest, but there was nowhere left to pour it out. His gaze flickered to his mother, and for a heartbeat, a dark, deadly glint shed in his eyes.

    “Mom, are you really going to let her walk away with the mansion?” His tone dripped with chilling menace.

    Bethel, blinded by maternal hope, failed to see the murderous spark in her son’s eyes. She assumed his anger would cool with time, believing that blood would prove thicker than resentment. Once he cooled down, he woulde to his senses. After all, no grudge could endure forever between mother and child.

    “That’s enough, Trevor. Our family’s future rests on Christina’s shoulders now. Your hostility toward her runs too deep—you’ve never given her a fair chance or seen what she’s capable of,” Bethel said, her voice gentle yet firm. “I’m getting old, and I can’t hold this family together much longer. I have to make preparations for your future.”

    She spoke openly, hoping her words might thaw her son’s anger. Yet in truth, her words only poured oil on the fire in Trevor’s heart, hardening his resolve to see her gone. He failed to grasp the foresight behind her arrangements.

    “Mom, you handed Dawson Mansion over to an outsider—and you call that nning for us?” Trevor’s face was red with anger. “How does that make any sense?”

    “Because I trust Christina’s ability,” Bethel said calmly. “She won’t let me down. Only by entrusting the Dawson family’s assets to her can things start to get better.”

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    “Fine, do as you wish! You’ll regret it someday!” Trevor snapped, then turned on his heel and stormed off.

    Watching him walk away, Christina felt an inexplicable sinking in her chest.

    “Don’t let it bother you,” Bethel said gently. “Once he cools down and thinks it through, he mighte around.”

    “Okay.” Christina nodded. “Bethel, just focus on resting and getting stronger at home.”

    “I will,” Bethel said with a small smile.

    Later, Christina requested a week off from Dn so she could stay at Dawson Mansion and look after Bethel. The entire week passed without incident, which eased her mind. She reminded Bethel to take care before returning to Bayview Estates.

    “Dn.” Chloe wandered over, her tone bored andzy. “When’s Christinaing back?”

    Eloise, with candy in her mouth, didn’t dare to chew as she listened quietly. She also missed Christina, even if she didn’t say it out loud.

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