Now, it was Ralph's turn to be at a loss for words.
It was true; there would always be winners and losers when it came to sparring, and it was common for the fighters to get injured. It was also true that Heather was indeed not a feeble woman. Even as Ralph said it just now, he felt a pang of guilt in his chest.
His words were unjustified in the first place, but after Alexander's rebuttal, Ralph was stunned.
On the other hand, Celine, who had been quietly sipping tea and watching the whole thing, calmly said, "Alex, you're right. Although it was just a sparring session, why would Heather want to spar with you? Besides, when did you get so good at kickboxing? As an aunt, a mother, and a grandmother, I have never heard about it."
Her words seemed to have enlightened Ralph, and he immediately returned to his senses. "Yes! Exactly! When did you learn how to kickbox like that? What are you trying to prove here?"
"Grandpa took me to classes when I was younger. It wasn't a secret, but no one seemed to bat an eye about it. As for what I'm trying to prove…" Alexander's sharp gaze turned to look at Ralph. "Uncle, how did my second and third uncles die? The men in our family are so frail. Don't you understand why I picked up kickboxing?"
Feeling flustered by his gaze, Ralph was tongue-tied. "I…how would I know?!"
Upon saying that, he immediately felt something was amiss and jumped up. "What are you trying to say here?! The death of my second and third brothers has nothing to do with me! How can you blame me for it? I was only a child! Also, why does it matter why you've learned kickboxing? We're asking where and from whom did you learn it from?"
As he continued to talk, he seemed to have found his rhythm and was starting to get riled up. "Yeah! Tell me where you've learned kickboxing! Back then, Dad sent you to kickboxing classes because he knew you were feeble and wanted to strengthen you. It wasn't for you to bully your family! Aren't you ashamed to call yourself his grandson after what you did?"
Ralph's eyes gleamed at the mention of Hugo. He was the most important person in Alexander's heart and the only one Alexander would listen to when he was still alive.
Alexander frowned when he heard Ralph mentioning Hugo. "You have no right to guilt trip me with Grandpa's name!"
"I have the right to!" Margaret interrupted. "Your uncle is right. Your grandpa has spoiled you for all these years. I've told your grandpa since the beginning, but he took pity on you for losing your father so early and loved you very much.
“Now, look what you've become! You have no respect for the elders and don't even keep me in mind when you do things! You've never listened to me since you were a child, and although I don't blame you for this, it's getting a bit too much now.
“You've kicked out your family members from the company and got married without my consent. That woman of yours…" At this point, she suddenly recalled that something was missing. "Didn't I tell you to bring her with you? Where is she?"
"She's not feeling well," Alexander answered lightly. To be frank, he did not even mention this to Lily. He knew it was not good, so why would he bring her along?
"Look at yourself! What did I just say?!" Margaret was almost breathing fire at this point. "You're grown now, aren't you?! Hugo, I hope you see all these from heaven. Look at how good of a grandson you've raised. He'll be the death of me!"
As soon as Margaret said that, tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked aggrieved.
"Mom, don't be like that," Ralph quickly coaxed her before scolding Alexander, "Look how you've pissed your grandmother off! Don’t you think of us anymore? You hurt your aunt, you made your grandmother angry, you'd always talk back to us, and you've kicked us out of the company. What a good nephew you are!"
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