The Enigmatic Return novel Chapter 573

Ian looked at Jean instinctively when he heard this.

Ms. Garcia's phone is not in service now.

Jean, caught between a rock and a hard place, stood up for Neera once more.

"Mom, this is between Neera and me. I can handle it, and I trust my judgment. Neera has my full trust! I know exactly who she is. If this photo is genuine, it must have a reason. Nobody has the right to slander her until things have cleared up."

Wrenn was enraged, and the veins in her forehead were throbbing.

"I'm your mother, but I don't have any say in the matter now, do I? You're going to stand up to me for the sake of a woman with such a bad reputation? Do you even care about me anymore?"

Jean kept his gaze fixed on her, remaining unwavering.

"You wouldn't be here today if I didn't care about you. I've warned you several times not to look for trouble with Neera or make malicious assumptions about her.

"I understand if you have reservations about accepting her, and I will not force you to do so. Nobody, including you, can slander or attack her without concrete evidence!"

Jean rarely spoke so many words at once. He did, however, make an exception to protect Neera.

Wrenn was taken aback.

Kyra was caught off guard as well.

This was neither the reaction she expected nor the scene she desired to see.

However, she reacted quickly and chose the best response to her advantage.

"Calm down, Aunt Wrenn. As I said earlier, this could be a misunderstanding. We can't draw any conclusions from a single photograph. You and Jean are both in poor health. It's not worth jeopardizing your relationship because of this."

Despite this, she suspected that, despite Jean's casual demeanor, he did not fully trust Neera.

The picture would undoubtedly become a thorn in his side. No man could tolerate his wife's ambiguous relationship with another man. Let alone a man of Jean's stature and pride.

She couldn't help but feel proud of herself when she thought about this.

Ian sneered internally as he watched the scene from the sidelines.

Ms. Mark's intentions are written all over her face! If she truly had good intentions, she would not have brought this up in the open. She caused the uproar and is now attempting to play the good guy. What a scheming b*tch!

Jean had obviously seen through this as well.

He wasn't buying any of Kyra's acts. His expression became even colder.

"Ms. Marks, you mentioned that you have a busy schedule and are in the middle of filming a show, but it appears that you have plenty of time to meddle in other people's affairs."

His words were harsh.

Kyra's mouth twitched, and her expression froze.

"I know you're upset. You have every right to blame me. It's my fault; I was afraid you'd be duped and overstepped."

"If you knew you overstepped, you shouldn't have said that out loud," the man said coldly.

"Regardless, Neera and I are husband and wife. We can handle our issues. It's not your place to intervene!"

Every word from him felt like a razor-sharp dagger piercing Kyra's heart.

Kyra forced a smile and apologized, "Sorry for overstepping."

She thought his speech was harsh, but Jean was not done yet.

His demeanor was icy, and he didn't hold back.

"You'd overstepped more than once. If you have any problems in the future, please come straight to me. Don't talk behind my back, especially to my mother."

Kyra's complexion turned ghastly pale.

He said such things to me for the sake of that sl*t. Why? Neera is clearly in the wrong!

She clenched her teeth, barely keeping her dignity, and remained silent.

Wrenn, on the other hand, couldn't take it anymore.

"You've gone too far! Kyra cares about you, which is why she did this. You've been blinded by that woman. Do you believe her words over Kyra's? Clearly, Kyra is the one who genuinely cares about you."

Jean replied coldly, "I don't need it."

"Jean is injured," Kyra said, refusing to stay any longer. "We should let him get some rest and not bother him."

She took Wrenn's arm and pleaded softly.

The more Wrenn looked at her son, the more enraged she became.

Jean asked them to leave before she could say anything else.

"Mom, let's get this over with! You do not need to interfere with our business in the future. I'll have someone send you home."

After that, he looked at Ian and motioned for him to see the guests out.

Ian took the plunge and took a step forward.

"Madam Beauvort, I'll have the driver take you home."

Wrenn was enraged, but she swallowed her rage to keep her dignity.

"I'm not going to let this go!" she declared firmly.

The living room finally quieted down a minute later.

Jean sat down on the sofa, his face solemn.

Ian paused for a moment, unable to resist the urge to speak up.

"Sir, although I haven't had much contact with Ms. Garcia, based on what I've seen, she is not that type of person. It could be a misunderstanding."

Jean remained silent for a few moments. He went upstairs after saying calmly, "I know."

Ian grew more worried about him

Even though he knew his boss trusted Ms. Garcia, he could tell that the photo bothered him.

His jealousy is thick in the air and we couldn't even reach Ms. Garcia at such a critical time. What the hell is going on?