Chapter 903 I'll Chop Your Hand Off!
Chapter 903 I'll Chop Your Hand Off!
As the old man was about to confront Hillary, the door of the Leonardo's was suddenly pushed open.
It was none other than Luke, owner of Leonardo's.
"Dad, what's happening?" He rushed out, grabbed the old man, and asked anxiously, "Why are you trying to pick a fight with someone?"
Kingsley and Yulia were rushed out after Luke and recognized the old man as Joaquin Mccarty, the former owner of Leonardo's.
Trembling, Joaquin pointed at Hillary and accused, "This person is being unreasonable! She hit Ethan!"
"What?!"
Luke's eyes blazed with fury upon learning his son was assaulted. His fists clenched, and he glared at Hillary. "Why did you hit my son?"
Hillary stood her ground and retorted, "He deserved it! He dared to insult Mr. Lawson without a second thought."
She shook her hands and muttered, "D*mn it! My hand is still tingling from hitting that brat! I need to find a tool to deal with him."
Looking around, Hillary scanned the surroundings for a suitable weapon, her eyes landing directly on Yulia and Kingsley at the door.
Forgetting about finding a tool, she lunged toward Yulia, exclaiming, "You shameless girl, you're here!"
As she spoke, she reached out to grab Yulia's arm.
Seeing her approaching, Kingsley stepped forward, positioning himself protectively before Yulia. He spoke coldly, "Don't touch her if you want to keep your hand."
"You!" Hillary was momentarily stunned, then glared at him. "I haven't settled the score with you, you b*stard! Who do you think you are, daring to date Yulia?!"
Earlier, when Hillary scolded little Ethan, a crowd had gathered.
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When he saw the growing crowd, Kendall furrowed his eyebrows and headed toward the door. "Let's continue this inside. I can't afford a scene here!"
"Indeed. Considering your status, we shouldn't let these people watch the show." Hillary flattered Kendall before shooting a meaningful glance at Yulia.
Through clenched teeth, she commanded, "Come inside with me! See how I'll deal with you today!"
Yulia looked at Kingsley for help, whispering, "What should I do..."
"Let's go inside." Kingsley patted her arm reassuringly. "I'll handle this for you."
With that, Hillary, Kendall, and the Mccarty Family entered Leonardo's.
Inside, only three tables were occupied, with several empty ones nearby.
Hillary quickly wiped a chair with a tissue, gesturing for Kendall to sit.
Seeing Kendall's arrogant expression, Kingsley wasted no time and sat across from him with Yulia. He also gestured to Joaquin, saying, "Mr. Mccarty, please have a seat."
Hillary interrupted before Joaquin could move. "What are you sitting for?! The issue with your brat dirtying Mr. Lawson's clothes isn't resolved yet!"
Joaquin angrily retorted, "You already hit him earlier. Isn't that enough? What more do you want?"
"I only hit him once. Is that enough?!" Hillary's hand was on her hips, spotting a rolling pin on the windowsill. She walked over, picked it up, and tapped her palm with it. "I must give him a good beating with this before this matter ends!"
"Do you dare touch my son?!" Luke's temper flared. He stormed into the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and charged again!
"If you lay a finger on my son, I'll chop your hand off!"
Witnessing Luke's fury, Hillary instinctively took a step back.
The three tables of diners nearby watched in horror as they put down their utensils.