Novel Palace
Chapter 342
Chapter 342
Chapter 342 Threatening Philip
“Haha! A classic love–struck fool!TM”
A flurry of comments among the crowds continued.
The murmurs around them weren’t lost on Milly. Although those comments sounded quite absurd, those people were right about something. She was standing up for Anthony.
She couldn’t help it; Milly was fiercely protective of her family.
After all, it was Fiona who started this whole mess. Plus, she didn’t really want to be the center of attention. If Fiona had just targeted her alone, she would have resolved it and moved on.
But Fiona foolishly decided to provoke Anthony…
She might tease and criticise Anthony in private, but that was just a family squabble. Outsiders had no right to interfere!
Especially Stephanie–before Milly came into the picture, Anthony had been nothing but kind and generous to her. And now, she was helping outsiders stab her brother in the back?
Haha! Talk about being ingrate
Listening to her words, Philip’s anger flared up. He roared, “Isn’t this just about a dirty sofa? Once I dealt with it, this matter was over. It’s not a big deal. Why keep arguing about it?”
In his youth, Philip had served in the military, leading several death squads. After the country’s establishment, Philip rose to the rank of general, maintaining command over a significant number of
people. When he founded the Burnett Group, he continued as a leader.
Throughout his life, his words represented authority. The old man was accustomed to making final decisions. Before, no one had dared to oppose him so directly.
Milly met his eyes fearlessly, her gaze steady and clear. She said, “This may seem like a small issue, but if we wrong an innocent person over something trivial, it’s no longer a small issue.
“Grandpa, you’ve been a leader. You know the loss of public trust due to poor leadership is significant. Is that a small matter? If we dismiss this as trivial, what counts as important?”
Though quiet, her voice was confident and determined.
Standing among a crowd of meticulously dressed people, she did not appear out of place. In fact, she seemed to shine, radiating a glow that had nothing to do with her clothes or makeup–it was her inner light. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
This version of Milly made Stephanie want to strangle her out of sheer hatred!
Suppressing her anger, Stephanie stepped forward. She tried to draw everyone’s attention back. “Milly, how can you speak to Grandpa like that? We, as juniors, should respect our elders. Grandpa must have his reasons for his decisions.”
Milly turned to look at Stephanie, not missing the hint of hatred in her eyes.
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Chapter 342 Threatening Philip
Milly smirked, her tone dripping with sarcasm. She said, “Stephanie, you’re so afraid of the truth coming out. Could it be that you’re involved?”
Stephanie frowned and said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m just saying you should show some respect to the elders.
Milly almost rolled her eyes.
Was Stephanie trying to play the innocent, or was she just stupid? Had years of school taught her nothing but ‘respect‘?
Did Milly hit anyone or curse at anyone? She simply stated the facts firmly and clearly. Does that mean she’s not respecting her elders and caring for the young?
What did Stephanie expect from her to show respect? That she’d kneel down to speak?
“Enough, all of you!” Philip interrupted and said, “No matter who’s right or wrong, this can wait. We have guests today: must we deal with this immediately? Arthur, help me upstairs!”
Arthur had been waiting at the door; he rushed in when he heard the command. “Yes.”
Milly bit her lip. Philip’s stance was clear: he didn’t want to deal with this. However, if they didn’t clear things up in public today, it would be even harder to address later.
It would be difficult to change his deeply ingrained traditional mindset.
Stephanie couldn’t hide her joy. Her smug look returned as she watched Milly, confident that nothing could be done now when Philip was determined not to deal with this,
As long as Philip was by her side, that was enough. No matter what tricks she might have up her sleeve, she wouldn’t dare do anything against her. As for the future.
In the future, Stephanie would be the esteemed lady of the Lloyds. Milly wouldn’t even be fit to carry her shoes!
Milly sensed Stephanie’s contemptuous gaze, and she narrowed her eyes.
Dmn it! Let her enjoy her triumph for now.
If worse came to worse, she’d bring her master from the temple into this. Surely, Philip wouldn’t ignore her master’s influence?
No matter what, Milly was determined to clear Anthony’s name. No one, not even Philip would get away with bullying someone she was determined to protect.
Stephanie looked every bit like the victor. She turned to Philip and said sweetly, “Grandpa, let me help you upstairs.”
Philip grunted in response.
They had taken only a few steps when a cold voice echoed from behind. “Guards! Bring Grandpa here to watch the video before he goes upstairs.
Immediately, a group of bodyguards marched in. They nodded respectfully to Philip and said, “Master, this way, please.”
Chapter 342 Threatening Philip
Philip was speechless.
The same goes for Stephanic.
Everyone else was mute.
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Furious, Philip threw his cane and confronted, “Jordan, what on earth are you trying to do? Are you going to coerce your own grandfather now?”
Jordan remained seated calmly on the sofa. He responded with a serene expression, “Coercion? Hardly. I just want you to watch a video. It won’t take long. After that, you can go upstairs.”
“You…!”
Philip had never experienced such treatment in his life.
Not in his younger days as a soldier, not as an older man running a company, and certainly not now, nearing the end of his life, by the grandson he had always been proud of.
How humiliating!
Jordan was his favourite grandchild. Despite Xavier growing up near him, Jordan remained his favourite child.
Not just because he was the eldest or exceptionally talented and wise, but because his cold and ruthless demeanour mirrored Philip’s youth. When he saw Jordan, it felt like he was seeing his younger self. Who wouldn’t love their own reflection?
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