Chapter 1733

When Andrew left the Peck residence, his retreating figure looked hurried and flustered.

Miles and Liliana stood by, watching his Porsche 911 disappear down the road, both looking suspicious. “Miles, he actually walked out of there without a scratch. Did Mom really let him off that easily?”

Liliana could not accept it. No matter what, Andrew should have at least been beaten half to death. Miles did not say anything, but his expression darkened.

Liliana glanced at him sideways. “Why the long face, Miles? Did Cathy demand the ‘bedroom tax’ from you again, and you couldn’t perform?”

Miles snapped, annoyed, “Shut it, you brat! You think I’m that pathetic? Besides, I’ve been taking Mr. Lloyd’s Vitality Pill and Titan Essence Pill. Cathy’s been begging for mercy every night.”

Liliana looked skeptical. “Then why are you looking so glum?”

Miles found it hard to speak, but finally said, “Liliana, didn’t you notice that Andrew’s shirt was torn at the chest? When he went to see Mom, his clothes were fine, and he was alone, so you tell me…”

He did not continue because he felt it was embarrassing to say out loud.

After a moment of confusion, Liliana immediately understood, and her mouth dropped open wide. “You’re saying Mom tore Andrew’s shirt? Did they actually… That bastard! If he dared to do that to Mom, I’d kill him!”

In her burning rage, Liliana turned around and rushed toward Victoria’s quarters.

Miles followed her because he needed to find out what exactly had happened. Calvin, his father, had always been weak and had no authority in the Peck family, and he could not even hold his head up in front of Victoria. If she had taken a liking to Andrew and wanted to kick Calvin to the curb, Miles absolutely could not accept it.

It was not that he could not accept his father being thrown out. After all, he treated Andrew as a peer, someone he somewhat knew. Hence, to have him become his stepfather later would be just too damn humiliating.

There was no way Miles could live with that.

The two siblings burst into the upper guest lounge, one after the other.

Victoria sat at her vanity, humming along with a vintage record spinning, clearly in an unusually good mood.

Liliana’s eyes filled with tears as she shouted, “Why?”

Victoria turned around, her face growing cold. “Didn’t I teach you any manners? You barge in here without knocking–what happened to everything I taught you about class and respect? Get out!”

Liliana was in tears, filled with righteous indignation. She completely ignored her mother’s words and questioned, “I’m asking you why! Why did you do such shameful things with that Andrew? You’re both from different generations! You’re also a mother of two… So, how could you even bring yourself to do that?”

Victoria froze, stunned by her daughter’s words. Then, her cheeks flushed a deep red as she became both embarrassed and furious.

“Who told you I did anything indecent with Andrew? You little fool! You’re just running your mouth like that. You want me to rip that tongue out of your head?”

Miles stepped forward, his jaw clenched. “Mom, what you’re saying doesn’t change the facts! Andrew looked guilty as hell when he left, and he took off like he was running for his life. So, how do you explain that?”

Victoria let out a cold laugh. “Even if that’s true, so what? Do I need your permission for anything I do? Maybe you’ve both forgotten who actually runs this family!”

Liliana’s voice broke as she screamed, “You’re so shameless! What are you planning to give us a baby brother or sister next? You want to cheat on Dad, and then make me and Miles call Andrew our stepdad?”