Chapter 429 The Unruly Youth's Comeuppance
"Abella, it's surprising to see you maintain such nonchalance, even after our long separation..." Isla feigned sorrow, "You're engaged now, after all..."She pondered why Abella would resort to using another's card rather than requesting Phillipe to purchase for her.Was it an attempt to flaunt her popularity?Or had Phillipe grown weary of her, refusing to lend his card any longer?As these thoughts swirled in her mind, Isla glimpsed a sliver of hope. If Phillipe were to notice her... she might soon replace Abella!Abella, however, found Isla's presence as irksome as ever. Without sparing her a glance, she accepted Andrew's shopping bag, aiding him in his departure.Her pace was unhurried, accommodating Andrew's aching back."My girlfriend is talking to you, are you deaf?" Donovan Hart expressed his dissatisfaction with Abella's aloof demeanor.Donovan inwardly seethed, 'She believes she can act so cold and detached just because she's attractive. I've heard she's been toyed with by numerous older men, and now she's putting on this act for all to see?''What a wretch!' Donovan cursed under his breath."Were you not taught manners by your parents?" Andrew was deeply displeased with the disrespectful attitudes of the young pair.Donovan, however, found amusement in his words. "What? You dare to act, yet fear the gossip that follows?""What are you implying?" Andrew was taken aback by the young man's audacity to judge him without cause.Abella, meanwhile, reassured, "Andrew, pay him no mind.""How can you be so shameless at your age? Are you not aware of how many men she's been with?" Donovan hurled insults at Abella."What did you just say?" Andrew seethed.The audacity of him to insult Abella in his presence..."I said this woman is a whore..."Before he could finish, Andrew's fist swung with a fierce determination, landing squarely on the boy's face."Damn..." The boy hadn't anticipated the middle-aged man's anger to manifest so physically. Enraged, he retaliated against Andrew.Onlookers gasped and retreated in fear. Mrs. Bourbon, alerted by the commotion, rushed over from within the store.Simultaneously, the mall manager and a team of security guards hurried to the scene, yet to grasp the situation.Within moments, Andrew had the boy pinned beneath him, landing punch after punch, berating, "You impudent brat! What manner of upbringing allows such disgraceful behavior?""Stop it, stop it..." Isla, standing nearby, was terrified. She hadn't expected the middle-aged man to overpower Donovan so easily. Donovan was proving to be utterly useless!The wealthy boy she had pinned her hopes on was proving to be as fragile as a hothouse flower, unable to weather the storm.He couldn't even hold his own against a man twice his age!
The manager of the shopping mall was taken aback by the unfolding scene and promptly began to evacuate the crowd. He quickly approached the scene, bending down to address a man named Andrew Bourbon with a respectful inquiry. "Mr. Bourbon, what seems to be the issue here?""Disrespect," Mr. Bourbon grumbled, his voice filled with disdain. "This insolent boy has disrespected Abella. I intend to teach him a lesson myself. I don't want any interference...""But Mr. Bourbon, your back..." Abella began, only to be cut off by Mr. Bourbon. "I'm perfectly fine. What did this brat just say? If he doesn't need his mouth, I can sew it shut for him!"Mrs. Bourbon made her appearance just then, taking hold of Abella's arm and observing the spectacle with a satisfied smile. "Let him handle it," she said, her voice filled with amusement.Abella, already aware of Mr. Bourbon's dominance over Donovan, chose not to intervene. However, she couldn't help but worry about Mr. Bourbon's back...Upon hearing the mall manager refer to the middle-aged man as Mr. Bourbon, a sense of dread washed over Isla. Could this man be Phillipe's father? The man had just mentioned that Donovan had disrespected his daughter-in-law...Could it be that Abella wasn't merely flirting with an older man, but was actually shopping with her father-in-law? And the woman now standing beside her, hand in hand, watching the scene unfold, was her mother-in-law?Isla's heart sank at the realization. Donovan's background was no match for the Bourbon family. It was over. She was about to make her exit when Abella's gaze fell on her. "Don't let her leave," Abella commanded the mall manager."Why aren't you moving? Abella said to catch her," Mrs. Bourbon chimed in, her voice stern.Despite her best efforts to escape, Isla was apprehended by several security guards. "I had nothing to do with this..." she protested, her voice filled with fear.Meanwhile, Donovan was being ruthlessly beaten, barely able to draw breath. Andrew quickly discovered the young man's background - a mere clothing factory owner. How dare he act so arrogantly?"I see no reason for that factory to continue existing," Andrew declared, panting slightly as he ended his assault and made a call. "Shut it down. Bankrupt it."After delivering his command, he landed another kick on Donovan. "Aren't you going to apologize to Abella?"Donovan, barely conscious and witnessing Isla's failed escape attempt, managed to mumble, "It's not her fault..."In that moment, Donovan realized he had chosen the wrong person to love. "Yes, I'm sorry..." he admitted weakly. "I heard she was involved with several older men...""Say another word and you'll regret it," Andrew threatened, raising his hand to strike again.Donovan quickly raised his hand to shield his head."It was you who spread those rumors, wasn't it? Do you even know Abella? You slandered her intentionally..." Mrs. Bourbon accused, her icy gaze fixed on Isla. "What is it that your family do for a living?""She's the Isla I mentioned before," Abella interjected."Oh... so you're the cheap girl who pretends to be innocent..." Mrs. Bourbon said, realization dawning on her. "Take her away and make sure she's well ‘taken care of.’""Of course," the mall manager quickly instructed the security guards to escort them away."Abella, are you alright?" Mrs. Bourbon finally turned her attention to Abella."I'm fine, but Andrew...""Ah, my back..." Andrew suddenly leaned against Mrs. Bourbon, feigning pain. "Darling, I'm hurting. Could you give me a massage...?”Mrs. Bourbon instantly knew he was pretending, but she humored him and began to massage his back for the sake of his defense of Abella.Abella stifled a laugh and began to gather the numerous shopping bags scattered on the ground. The mall manager quickly came to her aid, taking the bags from her hands. "Please, allow us to handle this... I deeply apologize for this incident occurring under my watch...""As long as you understand," Mrs. Bourbon retorted, her gaze sharp. "They are not to be allowed entry in the future.""Understood, understood..."Andrew continued to lean against his wife, making no effort to support himself, simply basking in the moment."I feel much better after your massage, darling..." Andrew said, his voice filled with contentment."You're shameless," Mrs. Bourbon retorted, a hint of annoyance in her voice."My back hurts. Why should I feel ashamed when my darling is massaging me...?” Andrew responded, his voice filled with amusement.
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