Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 439: Revealing True Nature

This place is originally a market, so when someone shouted, the surrounding small vendors quickly gathered around.

These vendors are familiar with each other and will naturally help the middle-aged fish seller to resist outsiders.

Without understanding the whole truth, someone immediately started pointing fingers at Nancy Allen.

"How could you hit someone? You’re so good-looking, yet you resort to violence."

"They look like rich people, all rich people act as if others aren’t even human."

"Quick, film it and post it online, let’s see if they dare to bully a helpless father and son duo."

Nancy Allen was so angry her breathing became uneven.

Truly, it’s the father’s fault for not teaching his child.

The middle-aged fish seller appeared to be an easygoing person but knew full well that it was Alva King who beat someone until they vomited blood. He didn’t discipline his child at the first opportunity but only claimed his child was still young, playing the victim.

No wonder he raised such a daughter.

Nancy Allen was least afraid of this crowd mockery; the public ridicule she endured over the years was much worse than this.

She initially thought of just slapping back twice as a warning, but the more maliciously others treated her, the more she would retaliate.

Julius Shaw’s protective instincts didn’t need Nancy Allen to act personally. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

As these people kept accusing them, even taking out their phones to film, he walked over to Alva King with a smile.

His smile seemed very kind, with two cotton candies in his hand, making him look even more harmless and attractive.

As Julius Shaw approached, he leaned down, looking at the soaking wet Alva King, and said seriously, "Indeed, how can you hit someone? Hitting is not right, whatever the matter is, it should be talked out, solved civilly, don’t you think?"

At such close proximity, Alva King was dumbfounded.

Earlier, she only paid attention to Nancy Allen and didn’t look at this man.

His disposition and appearance seemed more noble and better looking than the man she desperately wanted to cling to.

Hearing Julius Shaw asking like this, Alva King felt as if her soul was hooked, thinking this man might be siding with her because he saw someone filming and was concerned about his reputation.

Thinking she had the upper hand, Alva King immediately shouted, "Yes, that’s right, whatever needs to be said, say it properly, why hit someone? Must be that foxy face of yours, used to being arrogant, I definitely won’t let this pass."

Seeing Julius Shaw seemingly standing on the opposite side of Nancy Allen.

The onlooking vendors were even more inclined to point fingers at Nancy Allen.

Alva King looked up at Nancy Allen triumphantly, with an expression that said, "What can you do about it?"

Nancy Allen just suddenly smiled.

These people didn’t understand Julius Shaw, Julius Shaw would never stand on her opposite side, and if Julius Shaw made a move, it would only be more ruthless than her.

Then, Julius Shaw smiled angelically and said, "I apologize for our previous rudeness, but this matter should be handled officially. There are monitors in the flower room, and what exactly happened can be seen clearly on the footage. I will sue you for intentional injury. If Ruby Carter’s body bleeds, it could lead to excessive blood loss and possibly death without timely treatment. Perhaps I should accuse you of attempted murder instead. Ah, you people, a daughter does wrong, and the father doesn’t care. I think the police would be delighted to deal with this."

After saying this, Julius Shaw took out his phone, turned on the surveillance video, and said with a smiling squint, "Oh, you probably didn’t believe there are monitors, right? Let me show you, hmm, the resolution is not bad, captured quite clearly, you can even see the malice in your eyes clearly."

After Ruby Carter came to the flower room, monitors were installed there.

Julius Shaw also connected the terminal to his phone, mainly to see Nancy Allen when she went to the flower room.

After Julius Shaw finished speaking, everyone went quiet.

Alva King’s eyes widened.

Alva King’s father seemed to want to discern from Julius Shaw’s expression whether there was indeed a lawsuit, but unfortunately, Julius Shaw’s smiling face revealed nothing.

He grabbed Alva King, asked in panic, "Did you really hit someone? Did they bleed?"

Alva King was also scared, her voice trembling, "I just... I just slapped her once, didn’t expect her to vomit blood, I didn’t know it would be like this, I didn’t do it on purpose."

"Then why didn’t you call an ambulance, why didn’t you find someone to help?"

"I... I was scared at the time, so I ran away."

The middle-aged man’s complexion changed, pulling Alva King, he knelt down with a thud, "It was our fault, we beg for mercy, please spare my daughter, we beg of you."

Julius Shaw smiled and said, "What do I have to spare or not spare, it has nothing to do with me. Our Nancy is generous and originally thought that since kids fight, hitting back was enough, but you are right, hitting is wrong, whatever the matter, it should be resolved through legal procedures."

Alva King and her father’s minds were lost in fear, just small market fishmongers, they have no idea about intentional murder.

Alva King suddenly remembered something, tremblingly pointed at Nancy Allen and said, "She... she hit me too, then I will also sue her."

Julius Shaw nodded, he looked around with a smile, saw those filming and said, "Yes, Nancy hit her too, not even leaving a handprint, did those filming see it clearly? If you captured it clearly, stand as a witness for Alva King. At that time, we’ll pay for the medical bills, let you go to a hospital to have your face thoroughly examined."

Alva King’s father’s face turned pale.

Alva King, dripping in fishy water, trembled, not knowing whether it was from fear or cold.

Julius Shaw smiled at their miserable state like an angel.

But in the eyes of Alva King and her father, he was simply the most terrifying demon.

Alva King was afraid, grabbing her father’s arm, "Dad, dad I was wrong, you have to save me, I don’t want to go to jail, you must save me."

The middle-aged man was also scared, pleading with Julius Shaw, "You’re right, kids fight, hitting back is enough, no matter how we’re hit, we’ll take it, and definitely won’t say anything more."

Julius Shaw said indifferently, "I don’t raise my hand, hitting is wrong."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard, "You don’t have to, I’ll do it myself, I’ll keep hitting until you’re satisfied."

Alva King’s father saw it clearly, the man smiling before them had not an ounce of mercy for them, he was truly willing to take a hard approach.

Julius Shaw’s expression was joyous, and he looked at Alva King again.

Alva King was also scared; she didn’t want to go to jail. She was still young, she would have a bright future, she would marry a rich man, and under Julius Shaw’s snake-like gaze, she raised her hand and slapped herself.

Alva King and her father kept slapping themselves, not daring to stop without Julius Shaw’s order.

All the onlookers quietly put down their filming phones.

Julius Shaw’s smile was bright.

It was at this moment, as Julius Shaw suddenly looked at the cotton candy in his hand, he remembered Nancy Allen was right behind him, his smile froze in place.

In those past years, he was used to countering malice with the greatest malice in return.

Because of his injured brother, those were always days of extreme revenge when woken up.

But he forgot that now wasn’t like those days.

He is Julius Shaw now, the Julius Shaw beside Nancy Allen.

Nancy Allen didn’t like his possessive madness, didn’t like his malicious violence. He had just overstepped, revealing the real self that he had hidden during this time.

Julius Shaw stiffened his body, slowly turned around to look at Nancy Allen behind him.