Chapter 144 No need to prove the surprise of four people
Mrs. Cooper's eyelids twitched. Just like Vifia's warning, the seriousness of the person who just came in was even more obvious.
He was actually considering the feasibility of doing this. She suddenly realized this.
The silver-white eyes did not miss her gaze. There seemed to be a thin layer covering the surface, and underneath was...
She suddenly shivered uncontrollably, and the sharp blade did not move, leaving a tiny wound on her neck.
The fine and dense pain stimulated her brain. She dared not move anymore and observed vigilantly the situation where she was at a disadvantage even though she was in her territory.
She was unwilling to accept it.
How could she possibly accept this? Finally, she had another chance to kill her stepson. As long as he survived, even if he changed his last name, she would still feel uneasy.
Now that Gabro is growing up, her husband, Earl Cooper, has never mentioned the matter of appointing another heir. However, he has always turned a blind eye to what she has done. Since he knew that she was trying to kill Kaharun and did not stop her, why did he not make any statement about the heir?
Didn't he always know what she wanted?
"Mother!" An anxious voice came from outside the door. When the visitor saw the people in the house and the mother with a sword at her neck, he was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but stop.
Before Mrs. Cooper could react, the man's expression changed and he demanded, "What are you doing?"
"Gabro!" Mrs. Cooper shouted, her face showing unconcealed anxiety, "Get out!"
"Where are you retreating to?" A slow and cold voice came into the room with the sound of long boots.
Hearing the familiar voice, Vifiya and the others couldn't help but look over, and happened to meet the eyes of Kaharun, who was holding a sword that was already stained red.
The sharpness in the brown pupils faded away instantly, followed by surprise and a huge smile.
"Bang." The longsword was thrown down, and Kaharun ran up to them. "It's really you! I thought you needed to rest for a while!"
He looked like he had been bullied, and opened his arms to hug them. He turned between Vifiya and Isidore and headed towards Arnold decisively.
Arnold moved his hand, wanting to stop him, but in the end he didn't move.
Kaharun, who successfully received the hug, burst into tears of joy. He patted the knight who stood still and said, "Good brother, I knew you wouldn't refuse me!"
Vifiya and the others were relieved to see that he was still so energetic after a night without contact.
After secretly confirming that none of his friends were injured, Kaharun finally felt relieved.
"Brother." Gabro spoke carefully. To be honest, he had never seen his brother so energetic, and his heart actually felt a little sad.
After putting Arnold down, Kaharun looked over with a calm expression.
He automatically moved towards Vifia and Isidore, and his eyes met Osa's. He pointed at Mrs. Cooper and said, "That's the woman. If I weren't lucky, you wouldn't be able to see me!"
It was like a joking complaint.
"Did she ambush you?" Osha asked. When she and Vifiya looked at each other, they both thought of the same thing.
"Yes, you have no idea how many people she has ambushed outside. She didn't even give face to her own son." Kaharun said, with a sense of familiarity in his words, "If I hadn't learned swordsmanship, I wouldn't be able to get here."
After hearing this, Gabro, who wanted to beg Kaharun to let his mother go, pursed his lips and lowered his head.
Vifia didn't miss his reaction. Her eyes fell on Kaharun. "Are you hurt?"
Kaharun heard a hint of danger in her tone, and although he wanted to exaggerate, he answered honestly, "I'm quite flexible, so I'm not injured."
"Is that so?" Vifiya thought, her eyes passing between Gaburo and Mrs. Cooper, finally landing on Mrs. Cooper, "Madam, you are also very lucky."
Mrs. Cooper did not move after hearing the warning. She glanced at the people standing next to Kaharun and her son who was either innocent or stupid. She really didn't understand why Gabro liked his half-brother so much.
The sword remained steady across her neck. Osha asked, "Are you going to let her go?"
After the words fell, Gaburo said anxiously: "Brother."
He didn't lower his head again. Seeing Kaharun's eyes evasive but firm, he bowed deeply to them and said, "I'm sorry! This time it's my fault. I knocked him unconscious and brought him back without Big Brother's permission! I am willing to accept any punishment. Please let Mother go."
"Gabro! Who allowed you to bow to him!" Mrs. Cooper shouted angrily, and the mask of calmness that always appeared on her face completely cracked.
Her son, how could her son bow down to Kaharun, to that woman's son!
She lost to her when she was alive, so how come she still exists even after she died?
Kaharun, the person who looks most like her in the world, both in face and in every move. She died when he was so young, so how come her son still looks so much like her?
Gabro stared at his mother in a daze. He had never seen his mother lose her composure like this before.
"Gabro, straighten your back." Mrs. Cooper said, suppressing her anger.
"Mother……"
"Don't you have ears!" the words were rudely interrupted.
There was no longer kindness in the mother's eyes, but determination and anger, and she did not bend even when she was kidnapped.
He knew very well that his mother was wrong in this matter.
But that was mother, his mother.
Gabro lowered his head, no one saw the look in his eyes, and he straightened his back silently.
Mrs. Cooper closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The memories of the past were still as clear as if they happened yesterday.
All her impetuous emotions were suppressed, and she looked at Kaharun, and this time, there was no concealed disgust.
Her eyes swept over Vifiya and the others, including the one who now held the sword to her neck. She could probably guess who she was. She sneered, "You are just like your mother."
His eyes rested on Kaharun, and the words he said had a rather sarcastic tone: "Likeable."
It was the first time that Kaharun heard his mother from his stepmother's mouth. He always knew that his stepmother was very taboo about his mother. In the first week when she married into Earl Cooper's Mansion, she ordered that no one in the mansion could talk about the ex-wife.
Unexpectedly, she would bring it up today.
But Kaharun had a feeling that it would not be anything good.
The words were gentle and plain, as if reminiscing about the past: "Do you know why a young lady from a baron's family was so popular in social circles back then?"
She stared at Kaharun, her smile elegant but full of malice: "Just a pet."
Kaharun's face fell.
The cold light on Mrs. Cooper's neck moved as a warning. In order to avoid it, she had to tilt her head back slightly. She smiled meaningfully and said sarcastically: "Just like you are now..."
"Mother!" Gabro, who had been silent on the side, anxiously tried to interrupt his mother who was becoming more and more excessive.
"Do they really consider you a friend?"
The voices of mother and son overlapped, but Mrs. Cooper's words were still clearly heard by everyone.
"Even for a pet..."
"Shut up!" Osa warned in a deep voice, with a hint of anger in her voice.
Vifiya raised her eyelids, her eyes flashing like ice: "He is our good friend, this will not change."
Mrs. Cooper sneered: "Who would admit that..."
"Madam," the knight said, having remained silent since entering the house. His words were as plain as he was, yet a chilling tone could be heard within them. "We don't need to prove anything to anyone."
This one sentence blocked all subsequent rebuttals from Mrs. Cooper.
She glanced calmly at Isidore, who had not expressed his opinion. She felt that his eyes did not lie. His attitude towards emotions was out of tune with them, no, it was probably out of tune with most people.
Such people are rare, but does he really care about so-called friendship? She withdrew her gaze and suddenly sneered.
It's still the same.
Kaharun's fingertips curled slightly, and seeing that they were all firmly on his side, he blinked uncomfortably.
People are sensitive to emotions. They can feel who is good to them and who respects them, without having to spend a long time together.
He knew that Vifiya and the others truly considered him a good friend. Just as Arnold had said, he didn't need to prove it to anyone, and he knew it too.
It was just that he was still a little uncomfortable with so many people suddenly standing by his side unconditionally, although it didn't feel bad.
"family."
The voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears steadily and clearly.
Vifiya and Osa looked over in surprise, and even Arnold was obviously surprised.
Isidore raised his eyes and saw that they were all looking at him like this. Was he wrong?
He looked at Vifiya beside him and tried to ask her for help.
Kaharun was stunned, but he was very familiar with the owner of the voice. After so many years, how could he not be familiar with it?
He blinked, his mind froze for a moment, and his brain finally confirmed that it was Isidore's voice. He widened his eyes and looked over in disbelief.
He thought he had misheard and wanted to ask, but he stuttered: "You...you just...said...what...you said?"
Hearing the question, Isidore's gaze shifted to Kahalon, and the emotion in his eyes was still familiar to Kahalon.
"Did you...did you just...say..." He was eager to confirm that he had not heard wrong, but he couldn't help but deny it. Was this really something Isidore would say?
He no longer even expected to hear the word "friend" from Isidore's mouth. He knew very well that this was just the kind of person he was.
So when Vifiya and the others expressed their attitude of being good friends, he knew that Isidore would remain silent as usual, and he might not even include the option of friend in his classification of each person.
Isidore looked puzzled: "Isn't it?"
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