The More the Merrier novel Chapter 613

Chapter 613 Wild Imagination

“Mom, I suspect that man isn’t just an average Joe. Don’t piss him off when you meet him next time,” Regan reminded.

Finley didn’t care much about that. “What is there to be scared about him? We call the police, and they’ll do their job. They are the ones at fault for getting physical first.”

Regan felt his head hurt. “Mom, I’m going to tell you the truth. I saw Issa at the hospital earlier and the man you said. The man seemed close to Kingsley and wasn’t someone we can afford to cross.”

Regan was well aware of his social status and knew he couldn’t afford to offend someone with higher social standing.

Everyone had their own circle and his circle couldn’t even compare to Kingsley’s.

Shock filled Finley’s eyes. “You saw her earlier? Did you teach her a lesson for me? How dare she hit me!”

Regan admonished, “Mom, that is not the point! Issa is not that girl from a few years back. The people she knows are more powerful than the people I know. I can’t afford to offend them. That Kingsley is the son of the Watts family from Dellmoor. Do you know that? The people she knows are from Mr. Watts’ circle. If you want to destroy my life, then go ahead and piss them off.”

Finley was startled at his burst of temper. After a while, she finally processed what he said and started crying in frustration.

“I was the one wronged. Yet, you’re scolding me? Why don’t you condemn that b**ch? Are you planning to let this matter slide just like that? Did I get beaten for nothing?”

Regan watched his crying mother and felt his head throbbing.

“What else can we do then? Ask them to compensate us or apologize? Even if they beat you to death, they have a way to avoid shouldering the responsibility.”

Finley was shocked by his words. “What should we do then?”

“That depends on our attitude toward Issa. I saw they were close to her. Mom, I won’t force you if you can’t do it, but don’t offend her. It was true we treated her poorly in the past. Once I apologize to her, I’m sure she’ll forgive us.”

Finley berated, “We treated her poorly? Did we starve her? Or did we not give her anything to wear? We were the ones who provided the money for her education. Oh, does scolding her equate to us treating her poorly? Which kid is never hit or scolded before? From my point of view, she didn’t get hit or scolded enough. That was why she ended up as an ingrate and came back to beat her elders.”

Regan didn’t want to continue the conversation with his mother.

“Mom, Arissa said she was drugged. Do you know what happened?”

With creases marring his forehead, he eyed Finley suspiciously. She and Heather were the ones responsible for getting Issa there, so I wasn’t sure if they drugged her then.

Finley averted her gaze and barked, “I don’t know who drugged her. Why do you believe everything she said? Do you think I’m that kind of person?”