Chapter 304 Are You Out of Your Mind?
Landon found out he was trending from a buddy. He never thought Helen would do him dirty like this!
Before he could even confront Helen, she showed up. But this was something he couldn't afford to screw up.
Saskia's icy voice cut through the phone, "Landon, you have half an hour to get here!" Then she hung up, not giving him a chance to explain.
Landon wasn't dumb; he knew better than to go back alone. With his standing in the family, he was definitely in for some kind of punishment.
Luckily, Victoria had just visited Caesar and had just returned. Before she could even react, Landon rushed up to her, looking all pitiful, and said, "Victoria, you gotta save me this time."
Victoria raised an eyebrow. "What's going on?"
Landon spilled everything, including the call from Saskia. He didn't know why, but he just felt that as long as Victoria was there, he'd be okay.
After hearing him out, Victoria actually believed him. After all, Landon had grown up with Alexander and had been influenced by him. While Landon might not be as perfect as Alexander, he wouldn't turn bad.
She was sure of that.
Even though Landon could be a bit of a goofball, he wouldn't stoop to something as low as harassing a girl.
Victoria said, "I'll go home with you, explain everything to Mom, Dad, and Grandpa, and then we'll go find that girl to clear things up."
Landon nodded eagerly. "Okay."
He felt like he had found a lifeline; he was determined to stick with Victoria. She was way better than Alexander.
At Howard Villa, with Victoria by his side, Landon wasn't immediately beaten when he walked in, but it wasn't much better—he faced a tribunal, surrounded on all sides. The Howard family valued their reputation the most, and what Landon had done had crossed the line.
Saskia glanced at her tall and handsome son, Landon, and coldly ordered, "Kneel down!"
Nathan and Preston stood by silently, not pleading for Landon. Instead, the butler, Micah, immediately and skillfully handed a cushion to Landon. "Mr. Howard, here."
Landon took it and skillfully placed it under his knees, then knelt down. Victoria found his practiced movements both puzzling and amusing. It turned out that in the Howard family, Landon was often punished by kneeling.
Saskia questioned, "Tell me, did you harass that girl?"
Landon pouted. "Mom, I'm your own son."
How could she not believe him?
Actually, Saskia did believe Landon. After all, she had raised him and knew his character. But there was photographic evidence, and she had it verified—it was real, not photoshopped. That was why she was so angry. She didn't oppose him dating, but she couldn't tolerate actions that disgraced the family.
Saskia said, "Of course, I know you're my son. Do you think I have nothing better to do than deal with your mess?"
Landon was silent. Her words sounded familiar, like something he had heard before. Last night, Alexander had said something very similar. No wonder they were mother and son.
"If you made headlines for something like Alexander's romantic gestures, I wouldn't care, no matter how big it got. But you..." Saskia kept laying into him, "You've embarrassed me so much that I can't even admit you're my son when I'm out."
Landon just kept his mouth shut.
Nathan finally spoke up, "Landon, tell me what happened."
Landon obediently went through the whole story again, with so much detail he almost described everyone in the bar. He pointed to his forehead and the corner of his mouth, looking all pitiful. "These injuries were caused by that girl. I was a gentleman and didn't hit her. I just pushed her away. Who knew she would suddenly grab my clothes, and we both fell. That's the picture you saw online of me pressing her down, supposedly harassing her."
Everyone had noticed his injuries when he came in, but they didn't think much of it. He was always getting into scrapes, so they were used to it.
"But why did the girl hit you out of nowhere?" Saskia asked, cutting to the chase.
Landon seriously thought back to the scene and then said, "I didn't do anything. She suddenly told me she liked me, and I replied, 'Are you out of your mind?' Then she started hitting me."
Everyone was speechless.
"Landon, you really are my wonderful son!" Saskia said, genuinely impressed. How did he manage to do something so foolish?
Victoria hadn't expected this either. Landon hadn't mentioned this part to her. If he had, she definitely wouldn't have come. He didn't usually come across as someone with low emotional intelligence, so how could he do such a thing?
Saskia continued, "If someone told you that you were out of your mind, would you calmly talk to them?" She didn't know how to criticize Landon anymore. How did Landon end up with none of their emotional intelligence?
Landon was silent. He had always been like this. What was wrong with that? All the girls who had confessed to him before were driven away by his words, except for Helen, who had hit him.
Landon explained seriously, "I wouldn't give anyone a chance to say that. I'm so smart. Besides, I wasn't wrong. This is just how I turn people down. And she's only nineteen. What could she possibly see in me? Either she's got a mental problem or an emotional one."
Helen was just a freshman. He met her by accident. She was the sister of a friend. Once, he was asked to pick her up, and that's how they met. Including last night, it was the second time they had met in two years. She suddenly came to his table and confessed. He was bewildered and didn't recognize her at first. It was only later that he realized who she was.
So, what was his fault? Was it wrong to be liked by someone? Was it his fault for being handsome?
The word "nineteen" shut the elders up and spared him from physical punishment. However, Saskia insisted he resolve the matter by the end of the day before the netizens discovered he was a Howard.
Landon had never been involved in the Howard family's business, so his photos had never been leaked. Only those close to him knew he was Alexander's brother.
Meanwhile, Helen, who was feeling down in her dorm, suddenly received a call from an unknown number, asking her to meet at a nearby café.
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