Chapter 107

Marina waited for a while to no avail. She vented her anger on Connor.

“You brat! I gave birth to you and raised you! And you can’t even call me your mother! You’re so happy

whenever you call that bitch your mother, huh?

“Why did I give birth to an idiot? Other than your face, you’re useless!”

She turned him over to spank him. He cried as he didn’t know what he did wrong.

Mina hurried over to the scene, and Marina stopped.

Marina threw Connor at her, threatening, “You have quite the temper.

But I’m warning you, if you let anyone know about this, you ought to leave this house tomorrow.”

Connor wasn’t Ethan’s biological son. Yet he resembled Ethan so much.

Besides, Ethan gave him paternal love in order to placate the guilt of losing a child.

Thus, Marina needed Connor so she could become Mrs. Miller. She didn’t want to infuriate Ethan with

such a matter.

Marina left. Mina’s eyes reddened when she saw Connor’s swollen butt.

She had been babysitting him for a year, and she had grown attached to him.

She thought, “How could she do this to a little kid? As a mother, she’s nowhere as good as Olivia.”

Mina initially thought of reporting it to Ethan, but she deemed it as a lecture from mother to son.

Marina didn’t really hurt Connor.

If Ethan found out about it, that would reveal her disloyalty toward Marina.

Judging from Marina’s character, she wouldn’t allow Mina to take care of Connor if she knew.

She suppressed the grievance and comforted Connor.

At the roadside of Sea Crest Port, Brent was checking the surveillance footage of Collington Cove.

There were a few hidden surveillance cameras within the house.

When Ethan saw Marina pouring eggs over Olivia, he clenched his fists.

The crease between his eyebrows smoothened a little when Olivia fought back.

However, that was only the beginning. Marina’s following actions made their skins crawl.

Connor cried and fell off the stairs. Yet, the first thing she did wasn’t protect him but ruin Olivia’s face.

Had Olivia not protected him by risking her life, he wouldn’t have been able to stay uninjured from

falling down the stairs. Brent was surprised by the event. “If anyone sees this, one might mistake Ms.

Fordham as Master Connor’s mother. “Ms. Carlton didn’t care about her son. She’s so cruel, Mr. Miller.

Are you going to take this kind of woman as your wife?”

There were no surveillance cameras in the bedrooms.

Based on the surveillance footage of other areas, Marina was not affectionate to Connor and acted

indifferent.

On top of that, today’s incident had hardened Ethan’s understanding of her selfish character.

He reclined in his chair, sighing. “I owe her. I don’t have other options.”

Brent wasn’t aware of their past. So he was curious as to what made Ethan end up like this. “Hand over

the Fordham residence to Olivia. You take on the procedures,” Ethan instructed.

“Got it.”

Ethan shut his eyes, replaying the scenes in his head again and again.

The scenes of how Olivia was drenched in egg stains and how she hugged Connor and rolled over the

stairs.

Brent reminded him, “Ms. Fordham almost fainted when she left the house. Mr. Miller, you keep saying

that she’s ill. I think she really is.”

It pained Ethan to know that.

He opened his eyes and coldly said, “Tell the Carltons that the engagement party is postponed.”