The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 488

Mango was still scrolling through the news on her laptop when she heard frantic knocking on the door. Thus, she couldn't help but frown.

"Who is it?"

"Mommy, hurry up and go to the study! Daddy and Uncle are fighting!"

Wisdom burst into tears upon hearing Mango's voice.

Mango quickly shot out of bed after discovering that Nathaniel and Nick were fighting. She put on a coat before leaving the room.

"Wisdom? What's wrong?"

She was a little confused to see the horrible state of Wisdom's body. Then, she spotted his bleeding palms before saying, "Hurry up and come inside! Let me treat those wounds."

"Don't worry about me, Mommy. You should go to the study room. Daddy and Uncle are fighting!"

Wisdom had unknowingly started addressing Nathaniel as his uncle.

Mango was surprised to hear that, but it was only natural once she thought about it.

She hurriedly said, "Okay, honey, don't cry. Mommy will go take a look."

Mango and Wisdom rushed to the study together.

Loud noises emanated from inside the study, but Mango was unable to open the door. It seemed like the room was locked from the inside.

"What's going on?"

Zion left the shower only to see Wisdom in tears and Mango slamming her hand on the study's door hard. Thus, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Mango immediately replied, "Zion, go and ask Grandma for the key to the study!"

"Oh, okay!"

Zion rushed to the greenhouse with wet hair.

"Grandma, Mommy asked for the keys to the study room."

Madam Ye was tending to her plants. Hence, she was rather surprised by Zion's words.

"What do you need?"

"The key to the study. I don't know what's going on, but Mommy can't open the door and Wisdom is crying."

Zion told Madam Ye about what he had seen.

The old lady was taken aback and she quickly handed the key to Zion.

"Quick! Give this to your mother. I'll be right there."

Next, Zion took the key and he stormed out.

After all, Madam Ye was slower due to her old age, and she followed Zion from behind.

After Mango received the key, she said to Zion, "Take Wisdom somewhere else and don't go inside."

"Okay!"

Zion agreed, but Wisdom cried, "Mommy, let me in!"

"There's no point for that. Listen, Mommy will handle this! Be a good boy, okay?"

Mango patted his head before having Zion took him aside.

However, Wisdom yelped in pain as Zion may have touched his wounds.

"What's wrong?"

Zion lifted Wisdom's sleeves subconsciously.

"Who beat you up? I'll kill him!"

Zion's anger flared as soon as he saw Wisdom's wounds, and his roar startled Mango.

She jerked her head back to glance at Wisdom with a grim expression on her face.

Yet, Wisdom pulled down his sleeves and he said anxiously, "I'm fine. Hurry on inside, Mommy."

Mango had an idea of what was going on once she saw Wisdom's nervous face.

She could guess why there was a fight going on inside.

"Zion, take Wisdom back to my room."

"I'm not leaving, Mommy. No!"

Wisdom was a stubborn child, and he wouldn't leave no matter what.

Zion was so angry that he pouted. He wanted to hit someone very badly right now.

Although both of them were not biological brothers, Zion was Wisdom's first sibling when the latter returned to the Ye family. Hence, Zion remembered how Wisdom treated him in the past.

That little brat had called him 'boss'.

Did he even deserve to be called that?

How could Zion let Wisdom being treated like this?

Zion was enraged that he was about to explode.

When Mango noticed Wisdom's anxiety, she decided to throw caution to the wind before opening the door.

With a loud whooshing sound, an object flew past Mango's ear out into the corridor. It landed with a loud thud at Madam Ye's feet.

It was an inkstone.

That item was antiques.

It was left in the study for a long time.

Madam Ye's expression hardened.

Meanwhile, Mango remained silent and she quickly went inside.

Just then, Nick and Nathaniel were locked in an even battle.

"Stop fighting! How old are you two? Aren't you afraid of scaring the children?"

Mango had never seen both of them fought before.