Female Novel
Chapter 1147
Ethan hugged Olivia, burying his face in her neck. "Liv, as I said, my family owns so much money that
it's enough to sustain us for a few lifetimes. As for power, there's nothing I'm afraid of other than God.
"What Yale desires is something I don't care about. Power is just a tool to protect my family and you.
Even without Krystal, I have other ways to gain it. The most important person to me is you."
He spoke into her ear softly, "Don't drive me away, Liv. You're my everything."
She flicked his forehead. "Control yourself. This is the Heath residence. How are we going to explain if
someone sees you in my room?"
"If you drive me out right now, that's no different from announcing that I spent the night here."novelbin
Olivia went silent for a moment. "So, what are we gonna do?"
"When the night comes, I'll get out of here through the camera blind spots."
"There are guards outside."
"I have my ways."
She was rendered speechless.
"But Liv, I'm starving."
"What would you like to eat? I'll make you something in the kitchen."
The cheeky Ethan pinned her on the couch. "No need for the hassle. I can help myself."
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Back in the living room, the elderly people in the Kingston family were present.
Yale's call even managed to summon the 85-year-old Sherman Kingston. Yale's uncles were here too.
The majority of the household was involved in politics, especially Sherman, who was once Mason's
superior.
Mason's mood was terrible. He had never liked the feeling of conceding to someone.
Still, he maintained a smile on his face.
Sherman wanted to rise from his seat as soon as he saw Mason. "Mason."
"Please be seated, Mr. Kingston Senior. Be careful not to fall." Mason motioned at Tatiana.
She quickly supported Sherman. "I can't believe that Mr. Kingston Senior is here too. Yale, how
unbecoming of you. It's windy, and the road is slippery out there. Aren't you afraid that he might catch a
cold? He's an old man!"
Sherman hurriedly said, "Don't blame him. I was there when he called his father. This brat was foolish
enough to do such rude things to Ms. Heath. I thought I should pay you a visit in person to apologize."
Yale's father, Gordon Kingston, said instantly, "Mr. Heath, Mrs. Heath, I raised my son wrong. I should
send him to hell for committing such a sin."
He then whipped Yale. "How could you do that, you brat! Get to your knees and apologize to Ms.
Heath. Hurry!"
The whip landed on Yale again and again.
Mason knew that it was a planned show to elicit pity from them.
Gordon didn't hold himself back in order to make it seem real.
Meanwhile, Yale knelt on the floor without groaning in pain.
It was not until the fifth whip that Mason suddenly said, "Stop. This is not entirely Yale's fault."
"Don't stop me, Mr. Heath. I'll punish him in front of you so that he'll learn his learn. How dare you lay a
finger on Ms. Heath! Go to hell!"
Adalia cried while tugging on Tatiana. "Mrs. Heath, I'm terribly sorry for not raising my son right. It's all
because he's head over heels for Ms. Heath. He has loved her for so many years, and he was swept
up in the moment.
"As his mother, I have nothing to say to cover up his mistake. Why don't you punish me as well?"
Today, Tatiana had met her competitor in terms of shamelessness.