The crowd automatically parted, and the elderly man with a walking stick slowly approached with Nina's assistance.

His gaze pierced through the room like a sharp blade, locking onto Evelyn.

His eagle-like eyes, filled with an unwavering determination, seemed to lower the room's temperature by several degrees, making everyone feel as if a heavy weight pressed down on their heads.

Evelyn took a step back, her face paling.

Mr. Richard?

Wasn't he supposed to be abroad?

When had he returned?

Seeing his cherished granddaughter-in-law being mistreated in such a way!

Did they really think the Harrington family had no one?

*Da-da*

Richard declared, grounding his cane with authority and a...