Chapter 421 Resting for Three Days
Sebastian truly didn't expect that Reese, who had just been unconscious, would suddenly rush behind Alexander and strike his vital point while they were off guard.
Despite his admiration, he was still very worried about Alexander's safety because he had witnessed Reese's skills and courage. She was different from ordinary girls; she was brave and resourceful. There was nothing she wouldn't dare to do in this world.
If she were really provoked, the Hawthorne family might very well see blood today.
He also tried to persuade her, "Sis, calm down. This is our elder brother. Even if he spoke and acted thoughtlessly and offended you, he is still related to us by blood. Don't act impulsively!"
A murderous intent flashed in Reese's eyes, her brows and eyes filled with coldness.
"You'd better remember. No one cares about fighting with your Hawthorne family for property. Even without your Hawthorne family, I can stand on my own. The only reason I want to enter the new media industry is that I can't stand the way your Hawthorne family operates. I have no intention of joining your Hawthorne family. Stop your wishful thinking. Even if you beg me to join, I wouldn't want to."
Alexander's body stiffened, and his face lost its previous calmness. He hadn't expected Reese to wake up at this moment, but he never intended to harm her, just to make them back off.
Who knew Reese had such a wild nature, uncontrollable, always threatening his life?
He really had no way to deal with Reese. His life was now in her hands, so what else could he do? A smart person needs to learn to adapt to the situation.
"What exactly do you want?"
Reese's cold eyes swept over Alexander's slightly pale face. She could feel his body's stiffness and the fear emanating from him. It seemed he was well aware that he was not easy to deal with.
Reese sneered and said, "Is it what I want? It's clearly what your Hawthorne family wants. I haven't even made a move, and you're more anxious than anyone else. Now, wouldn't you rather I never existed in this world, so you wouldn't have to worry about me coming to the Hawthorne family to fight for property?"
Clara, with her head lowered, muttered softly, "Of course, without you, there wouldn't be so much trouble."
As soon as she spoke, Reese glared at her, scaring Clara into quickly lowering her head, not daring to speak again.
Reese didn't want to argue with the Hawthorne family, but that didn't mean she would let this go.
"I'm the kind of person who doesn't provoke others unless provoked. But if you mess with me, I won't let it go easily. You're not the only one who knows how to drug someone. In front of me, you're still an amateur."
Hearing this, Alexander immediately felt something was wrong and asked warily, "What are you planning to do?"
"What am I planning to do? You should know very well, Mr. Hawthorne. I'm definitely going to make you pay the price. Since you've used such despicable tactics on me, don't blame me. For the following three days, you won't be able to move, your limbs will be weak and stiff, and you won't even have basic self-care abilities, let alone work."
After speaking, Reese directly pulled out the needle. She didn't intend to take his life; she just wanted to punish him in the same way.
Clara's face changed immediately upon hearing this and exclaimed.
"What did you say? How can you do this? Undo it now, or you won't leave this house today."
Reese was fearless; Clara's words had no effect on her.
"It hasn't even started yet, no need to rush. There's no medicine that can undo it. Even if you call in top doctors, it won't help. Mrs. Hawthorne, let me remind you, your words don't threaten me. I'm not afraid of anyone. Even if you call everyone in the Hawthorne family to come at me, you might not be my match."
These words were not just arrogant but utterly defiant. Yet, to others, they were incredibly charming. Malcolm only felt that his wife was shining brightly at this moment.
There was no way to save the Hawthorne family from the grave they dug for themselves.
Sebastian was almost stunned on the side. Although Alexander was his elder brother, he couldn't help but admire Reese.
No wonder she was his sister; she was so powerful that even Alexander, who could speak up in front of their father, was helpless against her.
Reese was truly different from other girls. She had her own characteristics, principles, and things she adhered to, never going with the flow. This was a realm he could never reach.
Clara had never encountered such a difficult girl, who always had a countermeasure no matter what you tried, and was completely immune to threats.
Such a person as an opponent was indeed troublesome.
Reese turned her head to look at Malcolm, the coldness in her eyes gradually fading, her features softening.
"Honey, shall we go back?"
Malcolm walked over to hold his wife's hand, his eyes full of worry.
"Are you okay? Is there anywhere else you feel uncomfortable?"
Reese shook her head. "I'm fine. His little tricks can't really hurt me. Lastly, a word of advice to the Hawthorne family heir: it's best to be honest with me in the future. Otherwise, next time, it won't be just three days."
If she wanted, she could make Alexander lie in bed forever, but she didn't want to go too far.
Clara was furious, her shoulders trembling, gritting her teeth. "This is outrageous, absolutely outrageous. A trivial girl causing trouble in the Hawthorne family."
Sebastian watched Reese and Malcolm walk away and went up to comfort Clara. "Mom, you should think about how to get Alexander back to normal. Although three days isn't long, being stiff and unable to take care of himself for three days will be very uncomfortable for him."
Sebastian knew his elder brother's temperament well, valuing his image and dignity above all else.
Clara was also anxious, but she had no way to deal with Reese.
"What can I do? Do you want me to bring her back? You've seen that girl's skills."
Sebastian pouted and said, "That's why I've always said, don't provoke her, but you wouldn't listen."
He glanced back at Alexander, standing stiffly, unable to move, his face extremely ugly, probably very angry.
"Alright, let's get him back to his room first."
Clara nodded. "Let's find some doctors to take a look. Maybe someone can solve this."
Sebastian disagreed, "I advise you not to do that. I know Reese's skills. I've heard she's a medical genius. She was the one who healed Malcolm's leg. Looking for help now might be futile. If things get worse, going to Reese for help later will be even harder."
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