Chapter 874
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Elsa reached over and pinched Kenny hard. “You were engaged to Minna, and that woman stole you away from her. Our family faced humiliation because of that. I want to see her in person. Bring her to me so I can question her about everything she’s done.”
Kenny’s irritation grew. “Just take care of your health and stop interfering in my life.”
Elsa’s voice rose with anger. “So now you won’t even listen to me? Kenny, everything I do is for your sake. Let me make myself clear—I won’t let you marry her. As long as I’m still breathing, she will never become part of our family!”
Kenny kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead, choosing to stay silent in the face of Elsa’s shouting.
Nearby, Ethan observed everything with a detached expression, offering no support to Kenny and making no attempt to calm Elsa down. This was Kenny’s situation to handle. After spending over twenty years under Elsa’s thumb, breaking free wouldn’t happen overnight.
Despite Elsa’s constant yelling, Kenny didn’t react.
Elsa’s glare burned through him. “Tell me where you’re hiding that woman! Bring her here and let her explain what kind of wicked intentions she has!”
Kenny didn’t bother responding. Instead, he turned to Neville with a flat tone, “Pull over.”
Without hesitation, Neville eased the car to the side of the road. Kenny stepped out, slamming the door shut behind him. Elsa, furious, exclaimed, “Just look at that! He’s completely out of control. He won’t even listen to his own mother anymore.”
“Take her home,” Ethan said to Neville calmly, brushing off her tantrum. He stepped out of the car himself without another word.
“You two! How could you both be like this?” Elsa clutched her head, seething with frustration. Both her sons were disobedient, driving her crazy.
Ethan pulled out his phone and called Rex to come pick him up.
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Meanwhile, Brenna had just finished lunch and was now shopping with Ellie and Lilith. They spent the afternoon at a large shopping center located in the heart of Shirie. The place was bustling with people and packed with high-end international brands. Every store offered something different—clothing, shoes, makeup, handbags…
Even though Ellie was a fashion designer herself, not every piece she wore came from her own designs. She bought quite a few items from stores just like anyone else.
With the chill in the air growing stronger, the group stopped at a down jacket shop, spending over an hour inside before each person finally chose two jackets.
Just across from the store was a children’s clothing shop. Patrick, no longer interested in tagging along with the women, wandered over to browse the kids’ section.
By the time the three women stepped out of the shop, their arms full of shopping bags, they spotted Patrick standing in front of a Spider-Man down jacket, his eyes fixed on it.
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