Chapter 73
Chapter 73
Athena’s eyes were icier than ever, an edge they’d never held before. In the past, she had always been aloof and indifferent, simply choosing to ignore these people.
But today, when Matthew publicly humiliated her, Athena had no choice but to teach him a lesson, with a slap.
Those three years in the military camp had Athena doing nothing but manual labor, leaving her far stronger than before.
In no time, Matthew’s cheek was swollen and red.
Blood began streaming from his nose, dripping steadily onto the ground.
Matthew wiped his face with his hand and saw blood. Towering rage flared in his eyes.
“I’ll kill you!” Matthew roared, lunging at Athena like a crazed leopard.
Athena snatched up the pot from the table and hurled it at Matthew with all her might.
Trained in martial arts, Matthew dodged with a quick tilt of his head.
Shards and scalding coffee splattered all over Willow. She shrieked and covered her face with her hands.
“Willow!” Eloise cried out in alarm and rushed forward to check on her daughter’s injuries.
Nicolas snapped out of his daze and lunged forward, grabbing Matthew in a tight hold. “Matthew, have you lost your mind?” he shouted.
He saw the murderous intent flashing in Matthew’s eyes. Terrified his brother might do something irreparable, he intervened without hesitation.
Athena seized the opportunity and landed several sharp slaps across Matthew’s head. Nicolas tried desperately to hold her back, but some of the blows landed on both Matthew and Nicolas.
Their hair came undone, and claw marks streaked across their faces. They looked utterly disheveled.
Yet Athena showed no sign of stopping, and soon the three of them were tangled in a chaotic brawl.
Henry’s face turned livid with rage. He barked at the maids and footmen, “Are you all just standing there like statues? Break them up, now p>
Only then did the servants snap out of their stupor and rush forward to pull the fighters apart.
From the moment Athena decided to strike today, she knew there would be no peaceful resolution.
The servants rushed forward to intervene, especially Andy, Matthew’s personal attendant.
He grabbed Athena’s hand and tried to wrench her fingers apart.
Athena felt her fingers were on the verge of snapping under his grip.
Just then, Andy let out a piercing scream.
In the chaos, Trina sank her teeth into his arm.
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Matthew’s enraged shouts mingled with Willow’s whimpers, turning the great hall into a boiling cauldron of chaos.
Just as the chaos reached its peak, a commanding voice cut through the commotion. “Enough! All of you, stop right now p>
The entire crowd froze, stunned by the sheer authority in that voice.
Slowly, they turned to see Margaret standing sternly in the courtyard, her face darkened with fury.
With an icy glare that swept across them all, she strode inside without a word.
Eloise and Henry immediately rose to greet her, bowing respectfully. “Mother,” they said in unison.
Margaret cast a cool glance over the pair, her gaze settling on Eloise. Under that piercing stare, Eloise felt her scalp prickle and instinctively hunched her shoulders.
After taking her seat, Margaret slammed the table with a thunderous crack. “What are you all doing? ” she roared.
Nicolas quickly dropped to her knees, urging the others to follow. “Grandmother, please calm down p>
Athena knelt as well, her gaze fixed stubbornly on the patch of floor before her.
Matthew, still seething with rage and his chest heaving violently, was the first to cry out, “Grandmother, you must stand up for me p>
He crawled two steps forward, displaying the injuries on his face and body. “Athena broke the family rules and attacked me. You must punish her severely p>
The Monson family’s rules strictly forbid family members from fighting. Violators would be subject to family discipline.
Margaret snapped, “Silence p>
Matthew sniffed and reluctantly clamped his mouth shut, though defiance still burned in his eyes.
Margaret’s gaze skipped over him and landed on Athena.
Although her hair had been pulled into disarray, Athena wasn’t seriously hurt.
The look in Margaret’s eyes was a mix of heartache and helplessness.
She thought, ‘To have driven the child to this point, what immense grievances she must have endured.
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Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.