My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 1125

Callum was glaring at Sophia, but he abruptly retracted his gaze. This was his first time seeing that she could be so vicious. He restrained his emotions before barking at Anne, “Stand down!”

His tone was stern and harsh, making Anne realize that Callum was truly angry now. She pursed her lips and said nothing else, but she felt wronged, so her eyes became red-rimmed as tears began to roll down.

This b*stard Sophia; she thinks too highly of herself. Callum will definitely teach her a lesson! She stared ferociously at Sophia, waiting for Callum to make her pay for her actions.

To her surprise, Callum’s cold demeanor from earlier vanished. He smiled and sat down, pushing away the stack of checks before saying, “Sophia, there’s no need to be so angry! Come, have some tea. This is a special Imperial drink that the Yard family has been drinking for generations. I brought it here today especially for you!” He set down his royal tea set, then had a waiter bring water over before he began brewing the tea for Sophia.

Sophia’s expression, however, was still cold and emotionless. Her huge sunglasses concealed the fierce glint in her blue eyes. “Slap her before you say anything more,” she demanded coolly.

Callum stopped brewing the tea and looked up at Sophia. Undoubtedly, he knew who she had meant by ‘her’. Sophia wants to slap Anne? And she wants me, her cousin, to do it?

No matter how foolish Anne was, she was still a part of the Yard family. Slapping her would be a slap to his face!

Callum hesitated. “That’s not a good idea…”

The corners of Sophia’s lips curled up slightly as she turned her head toward Anne. Behind her, Dimon’s hand shot out to slap Anne across her small delicate face. The guy struck with no regard for gender, causing Anne’s nose to bleed on the spot.

place fell silent. Upon seeing this, Callum’s mouth twitched. No one had dared to slap a member of the Yard family before,

 

and that was when she let out an ear-splitting scream. It was a good thing they were in a private booth, so not many people were

dare you hit me?! Sobs… Callum,

 

sullen. Although he reckoned she deserved the beating, and he could not deny wanting to give her one himself, him doing it would have a completely different connotation as

guns, but as soon as their hands moved, those few burly bodyguards grunted and

alert as cold sweat beaded his forehead. His men had fallen

and said gloomily, “Miss Edwards, it seems like you’re shedding all pretenses of cordiality

doing that? I’m sorry, but I’m just a b*stard, so Ronney Group’s completely out of my league.” She pushed the checks back to him. “Sign them. Then, give me a number and

he fixed her with a

courage or ability to go against the Ronney Group, but to stop the Ronney Group from operating in Bayside City and to turn the Yard Family into a topic in modern history textbooks so that you’d all be attacked? That’s something I’m capable of. The Yard family has backed me into a corner,

stonily at her for ten seconds or so before he finally reached out to take hold of the pen, and began to write. His delicate fingernails were coated in transparent nail polish, and it was obvious that he kept

you’re on

the termination agreement and said,

promised to pay for all the losses, on the condition that they terminated their contract with the

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