Chapter 1107
But why was Brenna treating her with this attitude? Did Brenna not worry that she might end up mistreating Joann down the line?
“After today, Miss Harper, you won’t visit again, and Joann will still be here with me. Maybe you should think about showing a little courtesy to me and giving me some money for taking care of Joann from now on. How could you speak to me in such a manner?” Lila said.
A scowl twisted her features, but Brenna’s thoughts wandered to that ugly moment when Lila had screamed at Joann. Without warning, she swung her hand, striking Lila across the cheek.
The slap rang out in the quiet room. Lila lost her balance and tumbled straight into the mess on the floor. In an instant, stains ruined the soft fabric of her dress.
Enraged, Lila scrambled upright, her voice loud and trembling. “What gives you the right to hit me? You did that on purpose, didn’t you? Just because you have money doesn’t give you the right to do anything as you please!”
Soup dripped from her skirt as she pushed herself up, fury etched on her face. Her hand curled into a fist, ready to hit Brenna back.
But as she lifted her hand, she felt her hair being grabbed and yanked back forcefully.
She fell to the floor again and looked back to see a man in a black suit, expressionless. “Who are you? How dare you do that to me?”
Brenna, folding her arms across her chest, responded in an even tone, “That is my bodyguard.”
Lila stood there in stunned silence. It dawned on her that she had completely misjudged the situation. Brenna was not one to mess with.
Wealth and connections surrounded Brenna like armor. With barely a gesture, she could have Lila put in her place.
Turning to Alec, Lila hoped for some support, but he looked the other way, acting as if he hadn’t seen what had just happened.
Her patience running thin, Lila shot Alec a furious glare. “Are you just going to stand there, or are you finally going to help me up?”
Alec moved with reluctance, helping her up as if each movement cost him. “You really should watch your attitude toward Brenna,” Alec said, lowering his voice. “It was no small feat convincing Brenna to even come here. Have you forgotten? She covered the cost of our son’s winter jacket. I still haven’t paid her back. Besides, we can’t afford to offend her.”
Alec kept giving her pointed looks, urging her to see that Brenna wasn’t someone they could afford to cross.
His eyes rested on the red imprint blooming across Lila’s cheek, which seemed painful. But he didn’t say anything to comfort her.
Lila understood exactly what Alec was getting at. She shot a menacing glare toward Joann, lying on the bed, already planning that once Brenna left, she would unleash every bit of her anger on Joann.
“Apologize to Joann now,” Brenna’s clear voice demanded, leaving no room for refusal.
“Why should I apologize? It was her fault! I bought crayfish for my son, and while I was just in the restroom, she knocked them over. My boy said he had just peeled one when she dared to ask him for it. At her age, she still wanted to take food from my son? How shameless!”
Just then, a loud sound split the air.