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Chapter 1205: Chapter 1205: Are You Teaching Me How to Do Things?
"Hiss..."
Finnegan Springs crouched in pain on the ground, his face turning pale in an instant.
He was one of the actual controllers of the Donovan Family Group, accustomed to being pampered in his everyday life. When had he ever been injured?
But suddenly, his arm was dislocated by someone’s grip, and Finnegan Springs sweat cold beads as he suffered in pain.
A dislocation is by no means an ordinary pain. no𝚟𝚙u𝚋.c𝚘m
Although not as bad as a fracture, it indeed causes considerable discomfort.
"Sorry, I don’t like people getting too close to me,"
Julius Reed took two steps forward, grabbing Finnegan Springs by the shoulder.
With a fierce tug—
Crack!
The joint popped back into place instantly.
"What are you doing!"
Seeing him take action, Branley Sinclair rushed over and pushed Julius aside, her face darkening as she said, "Although you’re Nelson’s boyfriend, please don’t go too far!"
After speaking, she turned around and looked at Finnegan Springs with concern, "Husband, are you alright?"
"I’m... I’m fine..." Finnegan Springs wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looking at Julius with complex eyes, "Just now, he was helping me."
No matter what, his own arm had been dislocated by the man before him, and he couldn’t just swallow his pride.
Nelson’s boyfriend?
Even if it were Nelson, he wouldn’t tolerate it!
Let alone this wild man before his eyes!
Times have changed.
Dawson Carmichael has already become history!
But on the surface, he still politely said, "It’s okay, I’m fine now."
Having said that, Finnegan Springs waved his arm, proving indeed he was all right.
"Nelson, your boyfriend truly lacks manners," Branley finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Finnegan Springs was okay.
But her gaze towards Julius was filled with hostility.
"The Donovan Family, too delicate," Julius shook his head, raising a finger and waving it, "I heard Dawson Carmichael’s nickname is ’Iron Lady’. Could it be that all men of the Donovan Family are also ’ladies’?"
Upon hearing these words, Finnegan Springs’s face turned extremely embarrassed.
He didn’t understand why the man before him targeted him?
It seemed like he was picking a fight.
Could it be that the issues with Dawson Carmichael had been exposed?
Finnegan Springs turned his head and glanced at Branley Sinclair.
In the Donovan Family, it was now Branley Sinclair who called the shots.
This missy from the Sinclair Family, born into a local powerhouse in Star City, had step by step devoured the Donovan Family enterprise with her background influence, captured Dawson Carmichael’s father, and confined Dawson herself, relegating her to housekeeping duties in the backyard.
He had become the actual controller of the Donovan Family Group.
Finnegan Springs was merely a puppet.
"Sir, my Donovan Family has no feud with you, yet you started by injuring my husband, and now you mock my Donovan Family. May I ask, who are you?"
Branley Sinclair smirked, leisurely walking up to Julius, "I’m very curious, as to who dares to be so presumptuous here in Star City, here in the office of the Donovan Family Group’s chairman!"
By the end, her tone was almost accusatory.
"Sister-in-law, this is my boyfriend!" The atmosphere tense and contentious, Nelson quickly stepped in front of Julius, replying just as unapologetically, "Although what he did might have been inappropriate, your words were too much."
Dawson Carmichael was very fond of Finnegan Springs; this Nelson knew very well.
She was very grateful for Dawson’s nurturing kindness, that’s why she tried to restrain herself.
If anyone else dared to speak to Julius like this, she’d have drawn her sword on the spot!
What does it matter if you’re the missy of the Sinclair Family?
Are you mightier than the sword in my hand?
"Boyfriend?" Branley Sinclair said displeased, "Then please manage your man properly, don’t embarrass the Donovan Family with his lack of manners!"
"Forget it."
Finnegan Springs feigned stopping Branley, his voice low, "I won’t stoop to his level."
"Finnegan."
Hearing this, Nelson felt very uncomfortable.
"So you’ve taken a wife, and don’t even have eyes for your sister anymore?"
Even though she was restraining herself, Finnegan Springs’s words struck a nerve with Nelson.
Julius Reed accompanied her for a family visit; she couldn’t let him suffer even a tinge of injustice.
"Alright."
Dawson Carmichael, who had been silent for the whole journey, spoke for the first time.
He looked at Julius Reed, his emotions complex.
It seemed different than he had imagined.
Was it a masochistic ruse?
If that were really the case, Finnegan Springs had made quite the sacrifice.
For those used to a life of luxury, having an arm dislocated was a very painful affair.
"Nelson, you’re at least from the Donovan Family, so before coming next time, teach him some manners," Branley Sinclair finished speaking and glanced at Dawson Carmichael with a smug look.
It was somewhat of a boast.
If Dawson Carmichael cared about Nelson, then she would make things difficult for Nelson.
To let her know who was in charge now.
"Manners? The Donovan Family’s manners?"
Julius Reed, with his hands clasped behind his back, asked with a smile, "Are you teaching me how to conduct myself?"
"Hmph. I don’t care what you do elsewhere, but here! In the Donovan Family! I’d ask that you follow the rules," said Branley Sinclair, who, as Star City’s most famous entrepreneur, was already accustomed to flattery and obsequiousness from others.
Being so directly challenged today was hard for her to swallow.
Having occupied a high position for so long, Branley Sinclair had long forgotten what it meant to be tolerant and restrained.
"You..."
Just as Nelson was about to argue, he was pulled back by Julius Reed.
"I don’t really like others telling me what to do."
Slap!
He slapped Branley Sinclair, sending her tumbling to the ground, and said indifferently, "And as for my woman, you have no right to nitpick. Understand?"
With that slap, the office fell into an extremely eerie silence.
Nelson was ecstatic with joy because Julius Reed had struck someone for her.
Dawson Carmichael was thrilled!
He knew that the young man before him was definitely not faking it!
Branley Sinclair was proud by nature, and even if this was a masochistic ploy, she would never tolerate being slapped!
This meant that the young man from last night, now Nelson’s boyfriend, was not on the same side as Finnegan Springs!
Once this idea took hold, Dawson Carmichael looked at Julius Reed again, and the more he looked, the more he approved.
Seeing him stand up for his daughter like this brought him great comfort.
"You... you hit someone?"
Finnegan Springs pointed at Julius Reed, trembling, seemingly unable to comprehend.
In Star City!
In the Donovan Family!
Somebody actually hit Branley Sinclair?
It was simply incredible!
"What are you standing around for? Call someone!" Branley Sinclair, with her hand covering her face and a trace of blood on her lip, shouted maliciously, "Call security over; throw him out!"
Such a great disgrace!
From childhood, no one had ever dared to hit her like this!
"Really? Ms. Donovan is sitting right here; when did it become your place, a junior, to point fingers?"
Julius Reed smiled as he looked down at Branley Sinclair on the floor: "Does it hurt? Good, maybe you’ll learn a lesson."
"You..."
Branley Sinclair’s eyes were red with rage, wishing she could tear the man before her to pieces!
"Wife, let’s go first!"
Finnegan Springs, taking a firm stand, helped Branley Sinclair up from the ground, giving Dawson Carmichael a fierce glare.
Like a warning!
"I’m not going!"
Slap!
Branley Sinclair slapped Finnegan Springs across the face.
"Let’s go!"
Ignoring her tantrum, Finnegan Springs pulled Branley Sinclair to her feet and dragged her out of the office.
