Chapter 247: Reckoning with Brats
The boy, seeing her refusal to comply, immediately threw a tantrum. “I told you not to move! Fine, little brother, let’s shoot this disobedient woman instead!” The other boy clapped excitedly, “Yes! Let’s see who can hit her the most!” The two unruly children raised their toy guns and pointed them at Summer.
Summer immediately recognized them as spoiled brats—wild, undisciplined, and completely lawless. “If you don’t stop this nonsense, I will lose my temper,” she warned. The boys only grew more delighted at her threat. “Quickly! The enemy is angry! Get ready to snipe! We have to take her down!”
Summer, newly pregnant, knew that being pelted with dozens of pellets could be dangerous. Her eyes darted to a long-handled broom nearby.
Elsewhere in the banquet hall, Fraser stood talking to an associate, one hand in his pocket, his tall frame commanding attention. A commotion nearby caused him to glance over indifferently until his gaze landed on a familiar figure. Sawyer Jade, who had been trying to ingratiate himself with Fraser, followed his gaze and chuckled. “Ah, those are my twin boys, just at that mischievous age. Who knew they would actually team up against someone? Makes a father proud.”
Fraser’s expression darkened. “Your sons?” Unaware of the danger, Sawyer continued smugly, “Mr. Graham, my boys have inherited my good looks…” Fraser’s voice turned icy. “Too bad they didn’t inherit your stupidity.” Sawyer froze. “Huh?”
Back on the “battlefield,” just as the boys were about to open fire, their weapons were suddenly snatched from above. “Who gave you permission to raid what’s mine?” Hearing that deep, familiar voice, Summer turned, and there was Fraser. She quietly put the broom down. A toy gun was thrust into her hands. Summer took it reflexively, blinking in surprise. The boys, now disarmed, bared their teeth like little animals. “Who do you think you are, stealing our guns?! Do you even know who our father is?”
Sawyer ran over, sweating bullets. “These little idiots, your father is nothing but a lackey for this man!” He bowed apologetically. “Mr. Graham, the kids don’t know any better; please don’t take it to heart!” The boys, seeing their father, immediately pointed at Fraser and demanded justice. “Dad! This man stole our guns! First break his legs, then twist his arms, and finally make him kneel and beg for mercy!”
Chapter 247: Reckoning with Brats
Thud! Thud! Thud! Glass pellets rained down on the two boys. “Ow! It hurts!” “Stop! Stop! Please stop!” They hopped around like burned ants. Sawyer quickly pulled them into a protective embrace, using his own back as a shield. Even I winced at the sting: how much worse must it be for the children? “Mr. Graham, I beg you. They are just children! Why stoop to their level?”
Fraser’s lips curled. “Sawyer, if you won’t discipline your children, I’ll do it for you. I can’t have people thinking that the entrepreneurs I invest in are raising wild animals.” He fired another round. Thud! Thud! Thud!
Suddenly, an elderly woman came charging in like a battle-hardened general. The boys shouted, “Grandma! Grandma! Save us and Dad!” The old woman glared at Fraser with venom. “How dare you attack my grandsons and my son! A man as cruel as you, may your own children be born without an ass!”
Fraser’s gaze flickered to Summer’s stomach before he replied coolly, “Don’t worry about my child’s anatomy.” His voice dropped dangerously. “But yours? After today, they won’t even dare wear pants in public.” He turned to Summer, the corner of his mouth turning up in a smirk. “Since they tried to shoot you, how about we team up? One gun each. Let’s wipe them out together.”
Summer was speechless. Is this a war zone? Wipe them out?! The old woman, relying on her age, spread her arms wide like a human shield.