Chapter 117 Yvette's Call

I was indeed furious, but my mind remained sharp. The blunt side of the knife in my hand came down on Curtis like a hammer, strike after strike. "You brat, how dare you hit me? Do you think my patience over the past year means I'm an easy target? Huh?" In my previous life, while Curtis was vile, he never laid a hand on me. Of course, that was partly my fault for being such a pushover back then. Curtis was crying his eyes out, pleading for mercy. "Owen, I was wrong! I really was! How about I help you tie my mom up? Would that work? Just stop hitting me! This was all her idea!" Lydia snapped at him, her face pale with rage, "What nonsense are you spouting?" Curtis, panting and sobbing, spilled everything. "Wasn't it your idea? You saw that Owen had changed recently and was harder to control. Then, Yvette was scolded by the company shareholders. "Yesterday's trending scandal was the last straw. It embarrassed our family. Dad was so mad that he wanted to hit her, but Yvette refused t