Chapter 167 The Double Standards
Romona retorted without hesitation, “So, does growing up together mean I have to stoop to your level? And since when did we become one of our own?”
It was clear that Yasmine’s personality couldn’t compare to Romona’s.
Turning to Finnegan, Romona commanded, “I don’t know what you’ve done, but now let Little Tyrant speak.”
Her words sounded like a command.
Finnegan looked Yasmine up and down. “You’re on par with my wife, not bad! What a shame, though. Appearances can indeed be deceiving!”
Allowing Yuvan to escape without questioning right or wrong was one thing, but asking for help while maintaining an air of superiority was another.
Even if a woman were as beautiful as a fairy, Finnegan would not indulge her.
Bradley cautiously said, “Captain Quickwood, we’ll be taking our leave first!”
Just then, Yuvan pushed Brutus away with one hand.
Taking advantage of Romona’s distraction, he swiftly snatched the gun from her waist.
Romona’s expression slightly changed. “Yuvan!”
Yasmine’s expression also changed. “Yuvan!”
Clearly, Yuvan was not listening to anyone. He ran up to Finnegan and Doom Star, gun in hand, and. pointed it directly at Finnegan.
His youthful features were filled with ferocity..
As his mouth continued to open and close, he was clearly spewing threats.
However, he was still unable to make any sound.
Romona demanded, “Yuvan, give me back my gun!”
Brutus frowned but did not obstruct, even signaling Yasmine and Catherine to stay silent.
Yuvan pointed to his own mouth and then at Finnegan, making it clear that if Finnegan didn’t allow him to speak, he would shoot Finnegan down.
“Ferocity at such a young age.”
Finnegan narrowed his eyes, turning back to look at Brutus. “Is this the privilege of Durbaine? Can ordinary people be oppressed at will?”
Furrowing her brows, Yasmine still chose to speak up. “Yuvan, put down the gun.”
Despite that. Yuvan didn’t back down. Instead, he stepped forward, pointing directly at Finnegan’s head with a fierce look in his eyes.
Romona was trembling with anger. “Yuvan, if you don’t put down the gun, you’ll have to face the consequences!”
She somewhat understood Finnegan’s character.
If this were to anger him, Yuvan would be in trouble, regardless of his status,
Finnegan narrowed his eyes and asked, “Can the three of you stop him?”
Brutus spread his hands and said, “Little Tyrant is a bit stubborn. I’m helpless here. You should let him speak for himself.”
Catherine said scornfully, “If you’re scared of dying, then hurry up. Stop dragging it out.”
Only Yasmine frowned in silence. She was somewhat conflicted.
Finnegan nodded lightly. “It seems you can’t stop him. In that case… I have no choice but to defend myself!”
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone realized something was wrong.
Brutus warned, “Little Tyrant, move away quickly.”
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Suddenly, Finnegan’s left hand seized Little Tyrant’s hand that was grabbing the gun while his right hand clutched Little Tyrant’s neck. In an instant, he had complete control over Little Tyrant’s freedom.
“Finnegan, let go of Little Tyrant,” Brutus said, stepping forward with a gloomy expression. “He is―”
Finnegan interrupted him, “When he was pointing a gun at me, you kept silent. Now that I’m exercising my right to self-defense, you suddenly have something to say. Is your double standard that blatant?”
With a firm grip, he directly lifted Yuvan up.
The latter’s face turned red, his legs flailing in mid-air.
Brutus drew his gun directly. “No more nonsense. Let him go!”
Yasmine said, “He’s just a child. Why take it so seriously? Let him go. I assure you a safe departure.”
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