Echoes of a Forsaken Heart novel Chapter 229

“Be right back,” Hamilton replied, hanging up the phone.

At the Fowler Estate.

Westley sat in the living room, his face a storm cloud of anger.

Next to him were Victor’s parents.

Victor was the sole heir of the Henkel family.

This time, Hamilton had gone too far with Victor, and the Henkels were ready to burn bridges with the Fowlers to seek justice.

The moment Hamilton walked in, Westley hurled his cane at him.

“You damn fool! Are you trying to be the death of me?”

Hamilton dodged smoothly and picked up the cane, walking over to Westley.

“Don’t actually die on me!”

He handed the cane back to Westley with a calm demeanor.

Fuming, Westley grabbed the cane and lashed out at Hamilton, who didn’t even try to dodge this time.

The cane struck him hard.

Alden, watching from the side, winced at the impact.

But Hamilton just scoffed, “Had enough? Or do you want to hit me again?”

Westley felt his blood boiling with rage.

“You’re a disaster! For some worthless woman, look at what you’ve done! You’ve been ruthless to your own brother, crippling a lifelong friend! Hamilton, you’re really something!”

Hamilton just smirked, “I’m just ridding society of vermin. It’s a favor, really.”

That comment set the Henkels off.

“What do you mean by that, Hamilton?”

Hamilton, still wearing a smile, said coolly, “What I mean? Surely, you know what kind of son you’ve raised? Nothing but trash. What I did to him was letting him off easy!”

The Henkels were red with fury at Hamilton’s words.

“Mr. Fowler, our families have been connected for decades, and look at what your grandson has done!”

Westley slapped Hamilton across the face without a moment’s hesitation.

Hamilton took the slap without flinching, then chuckled, “Oh, and not only did I deal with Victor, but I also broke his legs. He hasn’t received proper medical care these past few days, so standing might be a challenge for him now.”

Victor’s mother fainted upon hearing this.

Idris Henkel, boiling with rage, stared at Hamilton, “Do you think our family is afraid of the Fowlers?”

Hamilton looked down on him, his eyes full of disdain, “If you dare, then bring it on.”

Idris, nearly choking on his anger, helped Lorelei up, casting a forced smile at Westley.

“What a splendid heir you’ve raised!”

Westley’s face was dark as thunder.

“Don’t worry, we’ll return the boy to you, and I’ll ensure he gets the best medical attention to recover fully.”

With Westley’s promise, Idris gave Hamilton a final glare.

“Mr. Fowler has truly become formidable. We wouldn’t dare to offend!”

After they left, Westley grabbed a coral decoration from the table and threw it at Hamilton, hitting him hard enough to draw blood.

“You’ll reflect on your actions at home. The affairs of the Fowler family don’t need your meddling for now!”

After Westley left, Alden rushed to Hamilton’s side, “Bro, are you okay?”

Hamilton just smiled, lighting a cigarette, “I’ll live.”

Alden frowned, “I’ve called a doctor. Just hang on.”

Hamilton took a drag, “Yeah.”

Alden hesitated, wanting to ask about Natalia, but ultimately held back.

Elsewhere.

Anita Fowler, having heard the news, rushed to find Bella in the garden.

Bella sat there, embodying grace in her simple yet elegant dress, looking exceptionally beautiful.

Anita ran up to her, “Great Aunt, grandpa beat up my big brother terribly.”