NovelEnglishStanding beside Tyshawn, Melina couldn't help but feel exasperated by his behavior.
She silently sighed to herself.
If he weren't brainless and easy to manipulate, she wouldn't have married him in the first place! "I apologize.
We're here today to discuss our engagement with Franco," Melina interjected politely.
"Is it Franco's direct order to prevent his grandson from entering his house?" The two guards maintained their stoic stance.
One of them replied, "Mr.
Franco Mitchell is currently out.
Mr.
Bryson Mitchell instructed us that no one is permitted to enter or leave without his or Mr.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFranco Mitchell's authorization during this time.
"Is Bryson your father? Why do you dance to his words?" Tyshawn's anger boiled over as he seized the bodyguard's collar, his voice laced with frustration.
"I'm part of the Mitchell family.
So why am I treated Like an outsider? Is Bryson the head of this family?" Tyshawn had always possessed a fiery temper, exacerbated by the ongoing turmoil surrounding Hannah and Bryson's affair.
However, the two bodyguards, trained under Franco's guidance, remained steadfast and unyielding in the face of Tyshawn's aggression.
One of them firmly pushed away Tyshawn's hand, urging, "Sir, please refrain from causing a scene.
Meanwhile, the altercation outside escalated, drawing the attention of the butler, who emerged from the house and opened the door, only to be met by the sight of an enraged Tyshawn.
"Sir, what seems to be the problem here?" the butler inquired calmly.
Tyshawn's frustration intensified upon seeing the butler.
"You tell me! This is my grandfather's house! Why are we being denied entry?" The butler's brow furrowed as he spoke sternly.
"Master Bryson has instructed us that entry is prohibited until his grandparents return.
It's against protocol to engage in disputes on the premises.
"Protocol?" Tyshawn scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain.
"I thought you all were loyal to my grandfather.
Turns out, you're just spineless fence-sitters.
Humph!" With a forceful shove, Tyshawn pushed the butler aside.
"We're going in today! What can you possibly do to stop us? “ The butler crashed to the ground, emitting a cry of pain.
Sensing the escalating tension, the bodyguards intervened, restraining Tyshawn without causing harm. "Are you alright?" Amidst the chaos, Hannah had navigated her way to the scene, relying on sound to guide her.
Unable to see the unfolding events, she halted at a safe distance.
"Do you need assistance?" The butler, still reeling from the impact, rose to his feet, his voice strained with discomfort.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe hurriedly addressed Hannah, “Miss Moore, please return and rest.
" Leave this matter to us.
Fearing further escalation and concerned for Hannah's well-being, he hoped to prevent any harm befalling her in the midst of the chaos. However, Melina wasted no tin seizing the opportunity to strike.
With a malicious smile, she directed her words towards Hannah.
"Miss Moore, there's gossip circulating outside that you lost your sight after being attacked.
It appears the rumors hold struth.
Ignoring the butler's presence, Tyshawn advanced towards Aahhah, his tone dripping with contempt. "So, you're blind now? Seems like karma finally caught up with you!" But before he could approach Hannah, he was intercepted by the vigilant bodyguards.
"Sir, please refrain from approaching Miss Moore Meanwhile, Melina took advantage of the distraction to close the distance to Hannah.
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