Chapter 809:
He cast a meaningful glance toward Kurt and continued, “If you can’t keep your word, then don’t bother coming here anymore. I’ll have my grandfather publicly announce tomorrow that the Miller family is cutting all ties with the Reynolds family.”
Robin had long grown tired of Lorraine, and this was the perfect opportunity to draw the line.
The Reynolds family had been riding the Miller family’s coattails for far too long, clinging to that one favor they had done and parading it around to act high and mighty in front of others. Luckily, their behavior hadn’t yet crossed the line. That was the only reason the Millers had tolerated them. But greed could never be satisfied. Keep indulging the Reynolds family, and eventually they would push even further.
“No! Please, Robin, don’t punish my family like that. I’ll accept the punishment—I won’t go back on my word!” Lorraine’s voice broke as tears spilled from her eyes, rolling down her cheeks in fat, trembling droplets.
Robin had thought she would at least stand her ground. He hadn’t expected her to crumble so fast. “Then get on with it,” he said, waving his hand dismissively. If she didn’t constantly cling to him and play underhanded games, maybe she wouldn’t disgust him so much.
Lorraine quickly realized that trying to gain any sympathy was a wasted effort, so she simply gave a small nod. “Alright, I’ll leave now.”
She wasn’t too bothered. After all, no one would be following her all the way back. She intended to call a driver after leaving the mansion, hoping to avoid the shame of a public scene.
“Wait.” Robin’s voice rang out suddenly.
Lorraine’s heart leapt, fluttering with fragile hope. Maybe her tears had finally struck a chord with him, softened him just enough to show her a sliver of compassion. With eyes still wet, she turned toward him, trying to look pitiful. “Robin, do you have any other instructions?”
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“I’ll have someone keep an eye on you all the way back, so don’t even dream about sneaking your way out of punishment,” Robin said, his tone cold and just a little smug. Then he turned toward Christina with a smile—almost as if he were fishing for praise, hoping she’d be impressed by his cleverness.
Watching his two-faced act, Lorraine’s whole body trembled with fury. He was absolutely insufferable! “Don’t worry, Robin, I won’t pull off any tricks,” she replied, trying to sound even more aggrieved than before.
But Robin didn’t even bother glancing back at her. Not even the smallest sideways glance.
Lorraine shot a seething glare at Christina, her teeth clenched in quiet rage. What did Christina have that made both Robin and Kurt admire and respect her so much?
Lorraine couldn’t wrap her head around it, and the more she thought about it, the more intolerable it became. She had planned to stall a bit longer, maybe try her luck one last time, but a driver from the Miller family appeared, politely urging her to leave.
“Miss Reynolds, please,” the driver said respectfully, “Mr. Kurt Miller asked me to follow you the entire way until you reach home.”
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