Chapter 238

Mr. James Sr. glared at Yvonne with a grim face, while Mrs. James Sr. pulled her darling grandson into her arms.
Joshua didn’t say anything, but his expression was cold.
Both Teresa and Jerome looked at Yvonne with reproach in their eyes.
Marcia was more direct, scolding, “Trash is trash. No manners.”
Yvonne hadn’t wanted to engage with the James family, but they were walking all over her, and she wasn’t one to take it quietly.
Yvonne slammed her utensils down on the table. The loud clatter even drowned out Jason’s wails.
“Insolent! You have no manners! Where do you think you are?” Mr. James Sr. roared, slamming his hand on the table. Teresa and Jerome flinched.
But Yvonne was unafraid. She shot back, “Manners this, manners that. What manners are you talking about? In a proper noble family, there’s a clear distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children. The son of a mistress wouldn’t even be allowed at the table.”
She then changed her tone. “Oh, I almost forgot. The James family ancestors were butchers. Grandfather was a butcher, so how would you know the rules of the nobility? The James family rules are to be ungrateful, abandon the wife who stood by you, and let the mistress take over!”
After Yvonne finished, everyone’s face was a mask of fury. But since Mr. James Sr. hadn’t spoken, no one else dared to.
Jason seemed to realize the shift in atmosphere and stopped his fake crying, his face completely dry.
Joshua ruffled his son’s hair, his gaze turning cold and sinister as he looked at Yvonne. “My dear niece, you’ve got some nerve. But be careful what you say. Words have consequences.”
“Thank you for the warning, Uncle. But I live by a simple rule: I don’t start fights, but if someone comes after me, I will fight back,” Yvonne said, tilting her chin up defiantly.
The moment she finished, Mr. James Sr. slammed his palm on the table again. “Get out.”
Yvonne didn’t hesitate. She pushed back her chair, stood up, and walked out.
She paused at the door and turned back to Jeffrey. “Jeffrey, are you coming? Can’t you see they’re the real family here? Youre not welcome, so why stick around?”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Jeffrey stood up. He finally understood that in this family, his, uncle and mother’s constant submission only encouraged Mrs. James Sr. and her children to push them further. sŵnovels
“Grandfather, enjoy your meal. We’re going ahead to the banquet to help out,” Jeffrey said, then helped Teresa up. “Mom, let’s go.”
With both her son and daughter leaving, Teresa had no choice but to follow.
After Teresa, Yvonne, and Jeffrey left, Jerome also stood up. “Dad, we’re finished too. Enjoy your breakfast.”
As he was about to leave, his shocked wife grabbed his arm and whispered,
“Jerome, have they lost their minds? Are you crazy too?”
“If you don’t want to leave, then keep eating,” Jerome retorted coldly.
Helpless, his wife had to follow him out of the hall.
With both Teresa’s and Jerome’s families gone, the table felt half-empty, and the atmosphere grew tense.
Mr. James Sr.’s face was ashen. Mrs. James Sr. and Joshua remained silent, and even Jason knew to keep his head down.
Only Marcia pursed her lips and sneered, “George is about to be executed, and yet her family isn’t keeping a low profile. They’re barking all over the place. Do they have a death wish