“I will give you two days, Nathan. If you succeed in retrieving the shares, we can forget this ever happened.”
Nathan simply chuckled.
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“How can I take back something I has given as a gift, Grandpa?”
It was a clear statement that he would not take the shares back, and would probably not even try.
Norton’s expression turned ugly again. He was livid.
He slammed his walking stick again and said through gritted teeth, “You stubborn rascal! It looks like I’ve spoiled you too much! I should teach you a lesson today, or you will never learn! Kern!
Commence with the punishment!”
“Sir…” Kern said with obvious reluctance.
Norton stood up and made to leave. As angry as he was, he couldn’t bear to watch his favorite grandson get beaten up.
The other elders followed suit, standing up and turning toward the door.
Without batting an eye, Nathan got down on one knee and took off his shirt.
At the end of the day, he was still bound to the strict and old-fashioned rules of the family.
The delicate ebony box was taken out.
Kern fished the dark whip inside and walked over until he stood before Nathan.
Norton and the others were just a few steps from the door when it burst open from the outside. A sweet female voice rang out into the room.
“Grandpa Norton, don’t you think you ought to listen to my side of the story before you lay all the blame on my fiance?”
Lucinda was wearing her gentle smile, even as her chest heaved from running all the way from the car.
Norton froze where he stood, unable to find the words to say.
Jeff was one of the first to return to his senses. He took advantage of Lucinda’s presence and pleaded, “Dad, this matter mainly concerns Miss Simmons. Why don’t we take the time to hear her out? There might be certain things that we do not know of.”
Lucinda beamed at that, looking more than ready to speak her mind.
Norton looked her in the eye and studied her for a couple of seconds before finally agreeing.
Deeper into the hall, Nathan was still kneeling with his head down, wondering if he would survive the whipping this time around.
He tensed the muscles on his back and braced himself for the first lashing, and so was unaware of Lucinda’s sudden appearance at the door.
As minutes ticked by, however, he grew increasingly confused. The whip had yet to break his skin.