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.

disbelief at her daughter before her eyes darkened, and she collapsed into a pool of

she found

was

utterly ruined by Macy. Now that the immediate danger

were long gone? Who is this woman, then? Tell me everything. I loathe being lied to

flustered manner. “She’s mentally ill. She used to be our neighbor. After her child passed away, she started taking random people as her daughter. Mr. Yackley, before I met you. her family saw that I was

hesitation. Truth be told, everything else about Anya

relationship that could not be

truly be my mother, how can I possibly raise a hand against her, even when she intends to harm

out to her, wiping her

be the last time such an incident arises. As for the rest, you need not concern yourself with. I will see to it.” Warren said.

A

carefully inquired, despite knowing that she was risking upsetting Warren, “Mr.

as I did with the woman who insulted you-make 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

fell into deep thought. It isn’t worth ruining my fortune over a mad

For your sake, I will let her go.” Warren finally said.

you, Mr.

of relief, Anya

voice echoed in the room.

on earth are you

their heads

an instinctual reaction, Warren pushed Anya away, and gone was his gentle and commanding

he appeared cowardly as he

an air of nouveau riche to her, and Anya couldn’t help but wonder if she truly was Warren’s