Chapter 3

I turned and saw my father—Benjamin Carter—walking in wearing a tailored suit.

"Mr. Carter, why are you here?" Richard stammered, panic flashing across his face as he stepped in front of me.

"If I hadn't shown up, you people would've bullied my daughter to death," my father said coldly. "If she didn't care about you, do you think you'd ever be worthy of marrying my daughter? And now you dare team up with outsiders to hurt her?"

He didn't even look at Richard before slapping him across the face hard.

Richard shrank back immediately, looking like a scolded schoolboy.

"That's…