Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 718

Chapter 718.

Eloise was choked up, staring at Alexander with her eyes wide open, clearly in disbelief. After all, she was also an elder.

"Eloise!" Wesley quickly pulled the towel out of her mouth.

Eloise reflexively wanted to continue crying, but she was swept away by Alexander's cold eyes. She quickly stopped crying, then pointed to Solomon on the ground, "Let's save our son first."

Wesley also knew that that was not the time to argue with Alexander, and Solomon's safety was the most important thing.

"Okay, stop crying."

Wesley let go of Eloise and walked towards Lucas, "Let him go."

Although his aura was strong, Lucas was not one of his people at all, so how could he listen to him?

Besides, knowing what he did to Alexander when he was a child, it wasn't too late to get angry. However, he didn't walk up to him and punch him twice like he wanted, which should he considered him being kind, so Lucas ignored his orders.

Wesley was slapped in the face again with disrespect, and his face instantly turned cold, "I asked you to let him go, are you deaf?"

Lucas poked out his ear and looked at Wesley with a ruffian expression.

"Without Mr. Sterling's orders, I can't let go."

"You're looking for death." hand to slap Lucas's face.

Wesley's face was fierce, and he raised his How could Lucas disrespect him? Fearing that he would not have another opportunity to take action, Wesley maintained his habit of exercising power for many years. Lucas was a tiger, and after all, he was also a specially trained bodyguard. Even with injuries, he could easily restrain Wesley.

Lucas locked Wesley's hand behind his back, and the corners of his mouth arched into a smug smile, "Mr. Sterling, there's no way that is happening. Mr. Sterling said, whoever tries to help him, I should beat them up. Now being the first time, I am giving you a warning, next time, it is going to get serious."

At that same time, a dozen servants came downstairs with large bags.

Old Master Sterling waved his hand and said, "Just go. Don't come back again. I'll forget you as my son."

Wesley looked at his white-haired father, who didn't look like the angry man who had whipped him with a whip in the past.

In the past few years, he had also reflected on his actions, but whether he was right or wrong, he had no way out, so he could only keep it moving.

Thousands of words choked up in his throat, finally turning into one sentence, "Dad, take care of yourself."

Eloise was not willing to accept it. She grabbed Wesley's hand and shouted, "Wesley, this is our home, why should we leave?"