King's Awakening - Chapter 124: Now You Know to Lower Your Head?
Chapter 124: Now You Know to Lower Your Head?
Chapter 124: Chapter 124: Now You Know to Lower Your Head?
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Upon hearing these words, a face full of anticipation, Rhettâs face instantly lit up with a radiant smile.
He couldnât wait to say, âChase, my sweetheart, no one loves you more than Daddy.
Rest assured, if your mother is willing to forgive me, I will immediately give you a happy home. I will send you to the best schools and hire the best teachers for you.
Youâve always wanted to learn the violin, right? Iâll support you to study abroad at the top music schools. Trust Daddy, Daddy will definitely deliver.â
Rhett kept enticing with his words, as if heâd already envisioned himself taking full control over the Cooper family.
Yes, his only reason for begging Mori Jones for forgiveness was because of
White Mitchellâs current power. Not to mention, Mori Jones was Whiteâs aunt.
As long as he could be with Mori Jones, he would be sure to receive White Mitchellâs blessings.
Then, his lifelong dream of controlling the Cooper family could be realized. He would no longer have to put up with Maddoxâs moods, or endure the contempt from Connor Cooper.
Finally, it would be his turn to hold his head high.
The thought of this sent Rhett into a paroxysm of joy, a smile that could not be contained spreading across his face.
At the height of Rhettâs joy, the young Chase Jones crossed the crowd, slowly approaching Rhett.
Although she still looked incredibly young at this moment, there was an unmistakable coldness on her beautiful face that was beyond her years.
âChase, youâre the most obedient. Come, come to Daddy.â When Rhett saw Chase Jones, he was genuinely happy.
In his view, as long as Chase Jones was on his side, Mori Jones, for the sake of her child, would definitely forgive him.
But at the very moment Rhett was overjoyed, an indifferent Chase Jones slapped Rhettâs face with a fierce smack.
âChase, you!?â
Rhett was dumbfounded with this sudden blow, his happy smile instantly frozen on his face, replaced by an incredible look of disbelief.
But before Rhett could react, Chase Jones, with an indifferent expression, slapped him again on his other cheek, without any sliver of mercy.
Slap!
The crisp slapping sound rang out again, and at this moment, Rhett seemed to be embarrassed into anger.
After all, he was used to ordering Mori Jones and her child.
Now he was suddenly slapped twice by Chase, so he unconsciously wanted to fight back.
However, when he was about to explode, he met White Mitchellâs indifferent gaze.
Rhett immediately lost his temper, hurriedly squeezed out a smile, and said to Chase, trying to please her: âWell done, Chase. You did well. Dad did behave badly in the past.
But, rest assured, Dad will do his best to make it up to you and your mom. Whatever you want, Dad will give it to you.â
But Chase, facing Rhettâs temptation, seemed to have turned a deaf ear, and directly slapped him across the face again.
Woosh!
This smack made Rhett frantic, after all, he was Chaseâs biological father. Being beaten by your own daughter, whatâs that supposed to mean?
âI AM YOUR FATHER!!!â Rhett shouted, his eyes red with rage, his face ferocious, as if the one standing before him was not his daughter but his enemy.
âDad? HeheâŠâ Hearing these words, Chase Jones scoffed coldly and continued:
âI have a dad?â
After uttering this sentence, tears welled up in Chase Jonesâ eyes. Her voice choked as she continued: âIâm seventeen years old. You judge yourself, how many times have you come to visit me?
Have you ever cared about me and my mom? Have you ever taken on the responsibility of being a father for even a day?
In your eyes, do we always fall short of your wealth and glory, donât we?â
Tears as large as beans, one after the other, slid down from Chaseâs eyes, recounting all the grievances she had suffered in the past seventeen years.
Since she had come to realize whatâs happening around her, she knew that her father, whether he was present or not, made no difference.
Her father could watch indifferently as her mother was insulted, and her father could look on as she was bullied by the people from Cooper family.
Over the past seventeen years, the sentence he said the most to her was: âIf you canât bear this little grievance, could you still want to be my daughter?â Ha, ha.. She could tell him now, no, she did not want to be. Not a bit!
âThe three slaps just now, one for my mom, one for me, and the last one for all the humilities we had suffered.â Chase Jones said as she cried.
âFrom now on, I am only Chase Jones! I have nothing to do with you, Rhett, or the Cooper family! You⊠are not my father!â Chase Jones declared resolutely, without the slightest hesitation or lingering thoughts.
âYou!â
A furious Rhett, about to raise his hand again to strike, but then, the gaze of White Mitchell, sharp as a blade, landed on him: âIf you dare to hit her again, Iâll break your hand!âChđĂȘck out lđtđst đđvđlđ on novđl/bin(.)cđm
His words had barely left his lips when Rhett immediately collapsed into submission, and Longman, who looked monstrous, instantly stood up, kicking him away: âGet lost!â
Rhett was immediately knocked over by the kick, seething with frustration and fury, but before he could regain his senses, Maddox had brought the direct descendent of the Cooper family and walked over.
âYou traitorous bastard! Take him away!â Maddox said with a look of disgust.
He naturally knew what Rhett was thinking. All he wanted to do was to use White Mitchellâs hand to pull him down from his position as the Family Head.
Too bad, the others wouldnât give him the opportunity.
Afterwards, with a deadly pale face, Rhett was directly taken away.
After dealing with Rhett, Maddox sighed and a serious expression returned to his face.
He was well aware that if he refused to bow his head to White Mitchell now, the Cooper family would probably be finished.
After understanding this, Maddox quickly squeezed out a friendly expression, came to White Mitchell, and acted respectfully.
âMr. Herb, Mr. Longman, Mr. Duke, andâŠâ Maddox looked hesitantly at White Mitchell and then continued: âAnd Mr. Mitchell, how about we take a seat inside?â
David Herb and the other two heard this, but none of them moved. If White Mitchell wouldnât move, they dared not.
At this moment, White Mitchellâs gaze landed on Maddox slowly. He said, as if he was snickering: âInside? Hehe⊠What, your Cooper family doesnât want to break my legs anymore?â
Upon hearing this, Maddoxâs face turned red instantly. He said hurriedly, âDare not, dare not. Mr. Mitchell, what are you even talking about? Yesterday, I was merely confused for a moment and offended Mr. Mitchell.
I apologize to Mr. Mitchell. I, the Cooper family, am willing to give half of our shares to Mr. Mitchell as reparation.
We hope Mr. Mitchell can be generous and spare our Cooper family.â
White Mitchell just scoffed coldly at this: âNow you realize you have to bow your head? HeheâŠ. Itâs too late!â