Glen returned home looking pale and wretched.
“What happened, Glen? You don't look so good,” Helen remarked with a concerned look when she saw him in that state.
“Stop asking questions! You'd better keep a close eye on that rascal. He's not allowed to step foot out of this house. If I find out that he dares to go out and cause more trouble for Jared, I'll break both his legs!” he snapped while waving his hand dismissively, not knowing how to explain everything to her.
With that said, he stormed into the bedroom and lay fuming in bed for a long time.
Momentarily stunned, Helen quickly returned to her senses and hurried upstairs. I have to remind Frederick not to leave the house. Otherwise, Glen's going to make good his threat.
At that moment, Frederick was upstairs in his room, talking on the phone.
He was infuriated that Jared had the guts to tell tales after breaking his wrist.
“Why did you suddenly call me? This isn't like you at all...” the person on the other end of the line said in an amused tone.
“Stop trying to be funny, Tyrion Whitaker. We need to team up and vanquish our enemy!” Frederick replied angrily.
“What do you mean?” Tyrion asked.
“Josephine has found herself a guy! And to add insult to injury, he's an ex-convict! That makes my hackles rise!” Frederick growled, gnashing his teeth.
“What?” Tyrion demanded, raising his voice. “She's with an ex-convict? Has she lost her mind? How could she choose an ex-convict over the both of us? But come to think of it, is there anyone in Horington who'd dare to steal your woman? Why don't you get someone to beat him up?”
“Don't even bring that up. That jerk seems to be quite skilled in martial arts. He's the one who broke my wrist! Besides, you know how my father is. He's so pedantic that he's locked me up at home and won't let me seek revenge. That's why I'm calling you,” Frederick explained.
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