Chapter 705
Never in Darrellâs dreams had he imagined someone wouldâve recorded that scene, let alone reveal it by disregarding the Millersâ reputation.
Keith had literally torn down Darrellâs facade.
The ladies around woke up from their dream, not expecting such a gentleman to be a pervert.
Janice couldnât rein her anger in. Infuriated, she smashed a champagne bottle onto Darrellâs head.
Darrell and Jessica had been doing everything in their power to anger Janice, but it had been in vain.
However, that remark of Darrell alone made Janice lose it.
âIâm gonna send you to hell, you bastard!â she cried.
Darrellâs head began bleeding along his forehead.
Jessica couldnât keep acting anymore either. She wanted to use the same method to hit Janice back, but
the butler stopped her.
âKenneth, it was only a tease! Even if heâs at fault, Janice shouldnât have hurt him! I guess thereâs no place
for us here. Darrell, come on! Letâs get out of here!â Jessica exclaimed.
âFine! Get out of here as you wish! Donât be a pain in the ass here,â Harold roared. He wished he could
smash Darrellâs head himself. âI didnât acknowledge you guys before this, and I never will. Someone
menacing like you doesnât deserve to be my grandson.â
Hearing that, Darrell raised his head with dark eyes. His malicious gaze stared right at Harold. âAre you
sure, Grandpa?â
Darrellâs wound hadnât stopped bleeding. The streak of blood flowed down his forehead, making him
appear even more evil.
âSince everyone is here, please be our witness. Laugh at us all you want, but I, Harold Miller, announce
that Darrell Miller shall never lay a foot in Miller residence again. Since you wanna leave, Iâll grant your
wish. Call the butler over. Pack their things up and throw them out. That includes Darrell and Jessica,â
Harold roared.
Jessica finally came back to her senses.
She was used to controlling other people by putting herself down, yet she forgot about one thing-it was only useful against Kenneth.
Harold resented her to begin with, let alone the fact that Darrell and Jessica kept causing a ruckus today. They even attempted to force the Millers to drive Janice out of Miller residence.
It wasnât something that could be tolerated.
Thus, Harold finally made up his mind.
These kinds of people were like snakes. No matter what he did, there was no sense of kinship in their
bones. There were only facades and benefits.
Jessica was frantic.
She finally got to enjoy the feeling of becoming Mrs. Miller for the past few days; everyone was at her
beck and call.
And now, Haroldâs announcement was like a lightning strike upon her, destroying her whole world.
How would she be able to accept such a sudden downfall?
Hurriedly, she threw herself into Kennethâs arms. âHubby, I almost passed away from losing too much blood during delivery back then. I worked hard to raise Darrell, and yet, this is how the Millers treat us.â
âDonât cry. Iâve said that both of you donât have to leave as long as Iâm here. Edmund, call the doctors.
Hurry,â he comforted Jessica while covering his wound with a cloth.
Darrellâs expression had darkened and he had completely lost it because of Harold. âGrandpa, this is your choice. Since you donât want to acknowledge me, donât blame me for not seeing us as a family. Do you believe that it just takes a phone call from me to-â
Before Harold could say anything, a manâs voice resounded, âIt takes a phone call from you to what?â Darrellâs body stiffened and Olivia immediately raised her head.