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Chapter 705 Never in Darrell's dreams had he imagined someone would've recorded that scene, let alone reveal it

by disregarding the Millers' reputation. Keith had literally torn down Darrell's facade. The ladies around woke up from their dream, not expecting such a gentleman to be a pervert. Janice couldn't rein her anger in. Infuriated, she smashed a champagne bottle onto Darrell's 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. "I'm gonna send you to hell, you bastard!" she cried.

Darrell's head began bleeding along his forehead. Jessica couldn't keep acting anymore either. She wanted to use the same method to hit Janice back, but the butler stopped her. "Kenneth, it was only a tease! Even if he's at fault, Janice shouldn't have hurt him! I guess there's no

place for us here. Darrell, come on! Let's get out of here!" Jessica exclaimed. "Fine! Get out of here as you wish! Don't be a pain in the ass here," Harold roared. He wished he could smash Darrell's head himself. "I didn't acknowledge you guys before this, and I never will. Someone menacing like you doesn't deserve to be my grandson." Hearing that, Darrell raised his head

with dark eyes. His malicious gaze stared right at Harold. "Are you sure, Grandpa?" Darrell's wound hadn't stopped bleeding. The streak of blood flowed down his forehead, making him appear even more evil. "Since 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, I'll grant your wish. Call the butler over. Pack their things up and throw them out. That includes Darrell and Jessica," 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 wasn't 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, Harold's 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 Kenneth's

arms. "Hubby, 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." "Don't cry. I've said that both of you don't have to leave as long as I'm here. Edmund, call the doctors. Hurry," he comforted Jessica while covering his wound with a cloth. Darrell's expression had darkened and he had completely lost it because of Harold. "Grandpa, this is your choice.

Since you don't want to acknowledge me, don't blame me for not seeing us as a family. Do you believe that it just takes a phone call from me to-" Before Harold could say anything, a man's

voice resounded, "It takes a phone call from you to what?" Darrell's body stiffened and Olivia

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