Chapter 339
Chapter 339:
The belt snapped against Ector’s back, the sound echoing sharply, chilling everyone to the bone.
Ector winced in agony, his face twisting in pain as sweat beaded on his brow. Fernanda was shocked. She had stood her ground, believing Robert wouldn’t actually strike her, but she hadn’t foreseen Ector taking the blow for her.
Robert, fueled by unrestrained fury, lifted the belt again, intent on hitting Fernanda.
Fernanda’s expression hardened, a cold, frosty air seeming to settle over her. Amidst the burning pain, Ector pleaded, “Dad, please… Fernanda is a girl. She can’t withstand this p>
But Robert’s mind was set on punishing her.
As he brought the belt down once more, Fernanda reacted swiftly, catching it mid-air.
With a deft twist, she forced the belt from Robert’s grip, leaving his hand numb and the belt in Fernanda’s control.
“Enough p>
Fernanda’s voice, clear and authoritative, echoed through the room, causing Robert to halt, stunned into silence.
Fernanda’s gaze was as cold as ice when she fixed her eyes on Robert. With a swift motion, she snapped her wrist and flicked the belt, sending it hurtling towards the wall. The force of the impact shattered the fish tank nestled in the corner of the room.
Shards of glass exploded across the floor, and torrents of water spilled out, swiftly covering the ground and encircling their feet in a spreading pool.
The tank, devoid of fish but filled with several aquatic plants, now lay in ruins. The once vibrant plants were reduced to a sad, lifeless heap amidst the debris.
“You… you…” Robert stammered, his hands trembling with fury as he pointed accusingly at Fernanda, his voice quivering with emotion. “This is outrageous! How dare you raise your hand against your own father p>
“Father?” Fernanda’s voice was sharp, laden with scorn as she advanced towards Robert. “Do you actually have the audacity to call yourself my father?” She challenged him bitterly. “You surely knew the reason why the Bloom Group severed ties with us, didn’t you p>
“Is it not because you provoked them?” Robert retorted, his eyes blazing with anger as he stared her down.
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“Oh, really? Tell me, was I the one who provoked them, or did they come at me first? You know perfectly well what Rafael did, don’t you?” Fernanda’s voice carried a mix of accusation and disbelief as she confronted Robert.
At that point, she no longer addressed Robert with any hint of respect. In her eyes, he was unworthy of it.
Her determined stride seemed almost predatory, causing Robert to retreat, his instincts kicking in like a cornered animal.
Before him stood his daughter, her expression as chilling as frost, her eyes piercing as if she were facing a foe. Her intense, icy stare almost made it seem as if she might lash out at any moment.
Even though Robert had always seen himself as unshakeable, the cold, severe aura exuding from Fernanda unnerved him deeply.