"Whether or not Evie marries into your family, that is completely her choice to make. I suggest you stop listening to your dumb grandson and doing stupid things..."
Slap!
"The next time you see me, you better f*cking keep a low profile..."
The three slaps were loud and powerful. Cyrus' face was swollen, and his nose and mouth were bleeding profusely.
Isaac then threw Cyrus to the ground and hurriedly left.
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