Chapter 36 : Cruel Decision

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Author's P.O.V.

As soon as Mia lefts, Olivia immediately calls someone.

"Hyy Olivia, how are you, bro ?" A voice asks.

"Fine. Luna, can you please help me in one thing ?" Olivia asks.

"Obviously Olivia, say anything."

"I have a doubt." Olivia tells her each and everything. Luna gasps when she realises what Olivia is implying.

"But how is it possible, Olivia ?"

"I don't know but today I felt like- Luna, listen please help me this once, tell me if what I am thinking is truth or not ?"

"Ok ok, I am right now out of the town, Olivia but once I will come, I will do this work, ok ?"

Olivia smiles and nods.

Meanwhile...

"Your Mother and I decided that we are going to disown Olivia."

Andrew speaks.

Everyone freezes in their track. The silence that follows is deafening. It's as if the air has been sucked out of the room, leaving behind a vacuum of disbelief and shock. 

"-and, We will send her to an orphanage-" Before he could complete his sentence, a vase is thrown on the wall.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING, DAD !!!" Noah yells on him. His eyes darken. His jaw clenches while he grits his teeth. This bought everyone back in their senses.

Andrew glares at his son, "I told you 'all before, that you guys don't have a say in it-"

"THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, DAD. You are saying that you are going to disown your daughter and you are expecting us to stay silent ?" Noah grits his teeth.

"Noah, don't raise your voice at your Dad-" Before Amelia could say anything, Ethan raises his forefinger infront of his mom with a deadly gaze, "Stop Mom, Not. Right. now." 

Amelia looks at him quiet shockingly.

"Enough. I am the head of the house, what I says goes."  Andrew snaps at them.

"Fucking Bullshit." Jack glares at him.

Andrew glares at him back, "MIND YOUR TONE, JACK, I AM YOUR FATHER."

"THEN FUCKING BEHAVE LIKE A FATHER" Jack yells.

Andrew's eyes blaze with anger and without a second thought he raises his hand on Jack but before it could touch him, a hand catches it in mid air.

"Don't you dare," William grits his teeth, his voice low and dangerous. "Don't you dare lay a hand on him." William's grip is strong and unyielding, his knuckles white with the force of his hold. His eyes blaze with anger as he stares down his father.

The room falls into a stunned silence, everyone watching the confrontation with wide eyes. Amelia gasps, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. 

Andrew looks at his son with slight wide eyes. He tries to pull his hand free, but William's grip tightens. "Let go of me," Andrew demands, his voice trembling with an anger.

William jerks his father's hand away, releasing it with a force that makes Andrew stumble back a step. "This has gone too far," William says, his voice steady but filled with fury. "We are your children, not your servants. You don't get to treat us like this, and you certainly don't get to treat Olivia like this."

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