A Crazy Night Novel

Warren Yackley gazed at the uninvited woman, his voice holding an edge of annoyance as he addressed Anya. “What’s your relationship with this woman, Anya?”

Aside from her name, all of Anya’s personal information given to the club was fabricated and cleverly designed to deceive Warren. It was only because of the information that he didn’t investigate her further.

The sudden appearance of her mother felt like an impending disaster.

“Mr. Yackley, I barely know her,” Anya explained while simultaneously trying to drag Macy out the door, rebuking her with an exasperated tone, “We have paid off all our debts to you. Why do you keep bothering me? Do you want me to report you to the police for extortion?”

Anya kept sending pointed glances at Macy, who was too enraged to catch them. It was inconceivable for her to comprehend that her daughter, whom she had devoted her life to raising, had willingly chosen a path of disgrace.

Up until then, Macy had been nurturing a hopeful dream of Anya marrying into a rich family and overcoming their dire straits. However, her daughter had ruthlessly shattered her last hope.

To appease the old man. Anya even refused to acknowledge her mother, treating her as an embarrassment.

Macy felt a piercing pain in her chest. She pushed Anya away and shouted, “I am her mother, not the greedy moneylender she claims me to be! You’re nearing the end of your life, but instead of enjoying your twilight years, you have the audacity to ruin my daughter’s bright future. I will fight you to the end!”

She seized a vase from the table and charged toward Warren.

Anya’s face turned ashen. She was too far away to stop her mother in time.

Even though Warren was physically fit, he was nonetheless older. Combined with his recent vigorous activities, he had not fully recovered his strength.

The reckless attack from Macy put Warren on high alert.

Clang!

With a loud crash, the vase flew past Warren’s ear and smashed against the wall behind him.

In a desperate attempt, Macy grabbed a fruit knife from a platter and aimed it at Warren’s heart. He narrowly dodged the strike by leaping onto the couch.

In the chaos, Anya could only think of stopping her frenzied mother. She impulsively grabbed a vase and struck Macy on the back of her head.

at her daughter before

paralyzed Anya, leaving her slumped on the ground. After several gasps of air, she found the courage to crawl toward Macy, her trembling hand checking for any

was

mood had been utterly ruined by Macy. Now that the immediate danger had passed, he started questioning

is this woman, then? Tell me everything. I loathe being lied to the most!” he

daughter. Mr. Yackley, before I met you. her

Truth be told, everything else

further complicate a relationship that could not

hand against her, even when she intends to harm you?” Anya wept, tears streaming down her face. The sight managed to evoke a deep sense of pity in Warren.

and reached out to her, wiping her tears away with a tender hand.

the last time such an incident arises. As for the rest,

A

Macy was Anya’s mother. With what remained of her conscience, Anya carefully inquired, despite knowing that she was risking upsetting Warren, “Mr. Yackley, what do you plan to do with her?”

“I will deal with her as I did with the woman who insulted

cried out, instantly regretting her outburst when she noticed Warren’s eyebrows furrowing in displeasure. Hastily, she added, “Regardless of everything, this woman has helped me through my most difficult times, Mr. Yackley, didn’t the master say last time that you should perform more good deeds to boost your fortune? She’s seriously injured. Let

isn’t worth ruining my fortune

let her

you, Mr. Yackley.”

of relief, Anya kissed his cheek.

a bellowing voice echoed in the room.

on earth are you guys

their heads toward

an instinctual reaction, Warren pushed Anya away, and

cowardly as he stuttered,

and Anya couldn’t help