Chapter 128: Guessing Elena's Identity

"Grandpa, I don't understand. Why are you defending this woman so much? I'm your own grandson! No matter how much you like her, you can’t go this far!" Vincent Hill exclaimed, his voice filled with frustration. "You’re no grandson of mine! If I had known you’d turn out like this, I would have strangled you at birth!" Haywood Hill replied harshly, showing no mercy. As he spoke, he continued to hit Vincent with his cane. Vincent, now emboldened by pain and anger, shouted back, his voice echoing through the room, "Grandpa, what has that wretched woman done to deserve this? She’s just a wild girl from the countryside!" Haywood’s eyes widened in disbelief. "You...you… How did I end up with such a brainless grandson? Even now, at this point, you still think she’s just an ordinary person? Where is your brain?" "I…" Vincent began, but his words trailed off as he suddenly noticed the group of over a thousand armed men surrounding Elena. His eyes moved stiffly to Walker, who was standing rig