Let Me Stay The Night

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.

her daughter before

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

she was

Macy. Now that

say that your parents were long gone? Who is this woman, then? Tell me everything.

Mr. Yackley, before I met you. her family saw that I was all alone. They tried to force me to marry her son. I

with hesitation. Truth be told,

complicate a relationship that could not be brought into

truly be my mother, how can I possibly raise a 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

But let it be the last time such an incident arises. As for the rest, you

A

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

did with the woman who insulted you-make her vanish completely.”

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

deep thought. It isn’t worth ruining

I will let her go.” Warren finally

you, Mr.

sigh of relief, Anya

a bellowing voice echoed

are you

turned their heads toward

away, and gone was

appeared cowardly as he

of nouveau riche to her, and Anya couldn’t help but wonder if she truly