Patrick could not describe the emotions that surged within him when he saw the scene in the room. If he had been a moment later, Violet might have been taken advantage of by Benedict. She lay there peacefully on the bed like a child, seemingly unaware of her surroundings.
He could not believe that someone could be subjected to such treachery even in the safety of their own home.
Somehow, Patrick suddenly remembered earlier in the day when they had argued, her eyes were so full of life, shining brightly. She was incredibly strong-willed and never backed down. Seeing such a lively and spirited girl go through something like this was truly heartbreaking for him. He thought that despite her strength, when she found out what her family had done to her, her eyes would surely lose their sparkle. She would feel so hurt and let down.
Without hesitation, Patrick approached and yanked Benedict off the bed as if he were trash, quickly arranging Violet’s dress.
Benedict was utterly bewildered. He never expected that right in the middle of his excitement, someone would burst in and yank him to the ground without any warning. “Who are you? What do you want? Why are you interrupting my fun?”
Patrick had lived for over two decades, and he believed he could handle the dirtiest of situations without flinching. However, he never expected that such a horrifying incident could occur in Violet’s own home. It was beyond terrifying.
He turned with a stern face, becoming a veritable demon. Patrick snatched the belt from the bed where Benedict had thrown it and lashed it directly at him. Benedict was horrified, “You can’t hit me! I’m from the Turner family!”
But his words did nothing to stop Patrick’s actions. Red marks
immediately appeared on Benedict’s body. The only sound in the air was the chilling noise of the belt.
Benedict screamed in pain, “Why are you hitting me? Who the hell are you? You… Ah!”
At first, Benedict could still utter a few curses. Eventually, all that came out were cries of pain.
Patrick, like a demon, showed no mercy. He did not stop until the belt
was in tatters. He then tossed it to the ground.
Looking at the wretched Benedict, he calmly retrieved a handkerchief from his suit pocket, wiped his hands carefully, and then threw it on Benedict’s face with disgust.
Outside the door, Henry, Elaine, and Veronica were blocked by Nelson. As they heard the agonizing sounds from inside, Henry’s heart sank to its lowest depths.
Henry could not believe that Patrick had suddenly appeared. His palms were sweaty. Seeing Benedict in such a state in their house, he knew the Turner family would not let this slide easily. Plus, he had directly offended Patrick in this situation. Henry’s back chilled with fear.
Just then, Patrick emerged from the room, holding Violet/securely in his arms with his suit jacket draped over her. Henry quickly spoke, “Mr. Hersey, please listen to my explanation. I…”
Patrick completely ignored him and told Nelson, “Check the room for any recording devices and take them all.”
With that being said, he walked past the three members of the Webb family, carrying Violet, and began to descend the stairs.
Henry panicked and turned around, slapping Elaine in the face. “You wretch! Did you have a hand in this? Violet was yawning, and I told her to go to sleep. How could Benedict end up in her room?”
Elaine got it in a heartbeat. Henry was totally trying to pin this on her. After all, there was no way Patrick would actually mess with her. But if Patrick thought Henry was behind this, he would find a way to pay him back, sending Henry into a total tailspin.
She covered her face, her eyes welling up, unable to speak.
Henry noticed Patrick’s footsteps slowing down and saw that his words were hitting home. He hurriedly continued to say, “I know Veronica had a tough day today, and you’re upset, but you can’t do something like this, Violet is still my daughter. How could you treat her this way? It’s just too cruel. I can’t believe you’d do something like this. Now that it’s come to this, how am I supposed to explain to Mr. Hersey and the Turner family?” Elaine sobbed softly, still not saying a word, almost as if she was confessing.
Patrick heard this, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. Without Henry’s consent, such an incident could not have occurred right under Henry’s nose.
He turned slowly, gazing expressionlessly at Henry. “If the person upstairs is dead or seriously injured, let the Turner family come to me.” Henry nodded hastily. “Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Hersey. But Violet is my daughter. Taking her away like this, well, it’s not quite right. Although I made a mistake today and almost put her in danger, she’s still a part of our family…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Nelson came out with three cameras in hand. “Mr. Hersey, these are all the recording devices I found in the room.”
Patrick held Violet tighter and sneered, “Do you want to keep her here so you can continue filming?”
Henry’s face changed slightly. “I…”
Patrick looked at Henry with intense sarcasm and spoke in a chilling tone. “You don’t need to act all innocent around me. I’m not that gullible. But you know what’s funny? Today was the first time I met my wife’s family, and I found out my father-in-law actually delivered my wife to another guy’s bed. What are the odds of something like that happening? Anyway, I’m taking note of this. One day, you’ll have to face the consequences.”