The fairness that Wolcott claimed for himself only served to utterly infuriate both Jodelle and Cerillo.
Cerillo, wearing a cold expression, asserted, "Since he is a descendant of the Harvey family and can't be touched, does that mean I can strangle her to death?" He pointed towards Rosalie.
Rosalie's face completely changed color.
As expected, Wolcott's appearance became even more ugly. "How dare you!"
"You can try me. Let's see if I'm daring enough!" Cerillo retorted as he looked back.
Father and son locked eyes, the air crackling with tension.
Seeing this, Julissa sighed and said, "Let it go, he has paid the price." Garvit was still lost in confusion.
Upon hearing Julissa's voice, he felt a surge of uncontainable anger building up within him, pushing him towards a critical juncture, He remembered.
He had indeed done it on purpose.
He knew it was Julissa who came to treat him, but he thought he was dreaming. Turns out, it wasn't a dream at all.
