Chapter 251
Austin had long been aware of the Bennett family’s foolishness and cruelty, but he knew that when it came to Charles, Emily wouldn’t easily refuse.
So, just to be safe, he had to go straight to Charles and get the truth from him, just to make sure Lucas wasn’t making things
Lucas’s face went rigid as he glared furiously at Austin. “What’s that supposed to mean? Are you seriously accusing me of lying?”
“Grandpa Charles.” Emily cut him off, already dialing the number. She confirmed everything with Charles without a moment’s hesitation.
Lucas’s hand was still frozen mid-air, pointing at Austin, his face a picture of utter disbelief. ‘Emily doesn’t trust me at all, not even for a second,’ Lucas thought, stunned.
Emily didn’t say anything else to Charles. She just called to make sure they were having dinner at the Bennett residence, chatted for a moment, and then hung up.
Since she had Charles’s word for it, Emily had no choice but to go back to the Bennett residence with Lucas.
But before she got in the car, Austin checked Emily’s phone battery right in front of Lucas, set himself as her emergency contact, turned the ringer all the way up, and told her, “No matter what happens, Emily, you call me first. Don’t hesitate.”
That kind of obvious caution and warning was as good as smacking Lucas right in the face. Austin caught the way Lucas’s face was turning green, so he deliberately added, “Don’t even try to deny it.
“I’m just worried you are setting up some kind of ambush for Emily tonight. Something that’ll hurt her. It’s not like this is the first time you guys have pulled something brainless.
“If you had even a shred of common sense, you’d notice Emily’s never once been happy at the Bennett residence. She’s miserable there, but you keep forcing her to go back. If that’s not brainless, what is?”
Emily, who’d been sulking about having to go back to the Bennett residence, couldn’t help but let a small smile slip. In that instant, it was like all her bad vibes just vanished.
Lucas, on the other hand, looked pissed. He opened his mouth a few times, wanting to snap back, but just couldn’t get a single word out.
In the end, all he could do was let out a cold snort, stomp on the gas, and shoot off like an arrow from a bow.
The car sped past Austin, the gust of wind slapping against him. If he’d weighed any less, it might’ve knocked him right over.

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