Chapter 647

Chapter 647:

Isabel sneered, but she reached up to squeeze Sadie’s hand. “Just take a look at these two bastards!”

Coyle’s smile froze, and a flicker of malice crossed his eyes.

“Don’t you think you’re being too harsh, Isabel? We are family, after all. Surely, we can have a civil conversation. There’s no need to make a scene. It won’t do any of us any good.”

Isabel huffed. “Family? A civil conversation? Please, it sounds even more ridiculous coming from your mouth!”

Isabel was direct, giving Coyle no room to save face. “If it weren’t for your injured leg, I would have had you thrown out long ago! Your mother, that shameless homewrecker, got Nigel’s wife killed and tried to poison Nigel into removing Noah’s father from his position as chairman! You deserved to get your leg broken and be banished from the country! How dare you barge into Wall Manor as if you own the place? It looks like you’ve forgotten the painful lessons from your past!”

Sadie was unaware of this. All she knew was that years ago, Coyle had used unscrupulous methods in an attempt to take control of the company, which led to Nigel breaking his leg and sending him abroad. She never realized that there was so much more to that story. Coyle was even more insidious and cunning than she had imagined.

Isabel was still letting out a string of expletives, her anger growing with every word she said.

“Someone! Throw these shameless people out!”

Coyle’s face darkened, and he finally dropped all pretense.

“Isabel, whatever grudges existed between the elders have nothing to do with our generation. Why take them out on us?”

Sutton was more blunt than his father. Shoving aside the approaching servants, he stepped forward and demanded in a harsh tone,

“You old hag, have you no sense of propriety? My father was speaking to you politely; don’t take his courtesy for granted!”

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With that, the entire situation descended into chaos.

Before things escalated further, Sadie slammed her palm against the table, startling everyone into silence. All heads turned in her direction. Sadie’s gaze was icy as she swept it over Coyle and Sutton.

“Coyle, Sutton, this is Wall Manor. It’s not a place for your dirty, petty antics. Take your people and leave immediately!”

Although her voice wasn’t particularly loud, it carried absolute authority. Right on cue, Samuel came into the living room with a team of bodyguards and surrounded Coyle and his men.

Sadie turned to Isabel, her voice softening.

“I’ll take care of this. You should head up and rest.”

A servant instantly stepped forward and helped Isabel upstairs. When Sadie looked back at Coyle and Sutton, her eyes were cold and indifferent again.

“I’ll say this one last time, Coyle. Take your men and leave Wall Manor.”

Needless to say, Sutton was enraged by her attitude. They had tolerated her for three years, and their patience had worn thin. He pointed a finger at Sadie and yelled,

“You wretch! Who do you think you are? This is Wall Manor, not a place for an outsider like you to act out!”

Sadie’s eyes narrowed, her gaze turning sharp as a blade.

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