Kellen's face was cold as he twisted his wrist and pressed down on Steve's head with one hand.

Looking down at Steve from above, Kellen's lips curled up, "The atmosphere has already come to this point. If I don't act now, it would seem impolite."

Steve laughed and was about to say "you're quite good at pretending," but in the next second, there was a cracking sound!

Steve's head turned ninety degrees, and his body stiffly fell to the ground with a loud thud!

He widened his eyes.

Mrs. Judith also widened her eyes. Her already pale face turned even whiter from the shock.

Her lips trembled, "Y-you... you... you really..."

Did he really break his neck??

Mrs. Judith couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence.

Kellen looked at Steve convulsing on the ground, calmly took a wet tissue from the table, and wiped his hands while saying, "Don't worry, I only dislocated his neck. I didn't break his neck."

Mrs. Judith's legs went weak. What's the difference?

Steve struggled to get up from the ground, but for some reason, his limbs were numb, and he couldn't muster any strength!

Kellen's tone was as cold as an icicle hanging from the eaves on a winter day, "It's just a dislocated neck. He won't die, but if he struggles and moves around by himself, I can't guarantee anything."

Steve was scared stiff lying on the ground!

A dislocated neck!

Last month, one of his friends was driving too fast and hit a bridge pier. His neck twisted at a strange angle on the spot.

Later, they managed to save him, but he was paralyzed from the neck down, unable to take care of himself, and couldn't even speak properly, only making sounds.

Steve felt like crying. He didn't want to become a paralyzed cripple!

He glared at Kellen with resentment.

Kellen sneered, but there was no trace of humor in his eyes. He said coldly, "Remember, if I hear anything bad about my daughter again, the next time it will be a 180-degree turn."

Steve broke out in cold sweat, feeling chilly from the air conditioning blowing on him.

Only now did Susie snap out of her thoughts. Oh my God, Dad is so brutal~

But she wasn't worried or scared at all because Steve's soul didn't fly away, which meant her dad didn't kill him.

Just like Grandma Chloe said, Dad is an absolutely good person, and everything he does has a reason.

She just needed to trust Dad!

Susie sat on the sofa, even taking out a box of Fairlife milk from her backpack and swinging her two little legs, leisurely drinking it.

Seeing Megan's expressionless face, she took out another box and said, "Here, Megan sister, it's Fairlife milk!"

Alex immediately chimed in, "Finish that bottle of milk and forget about that little brat!"

Megan remained silent.

The annoying parrot didn't stop and continued to passionately say with its neck stretched, "Class 3-6, Megan, Megan student! Your mom is holding two bottles of Fairlife milk for you! Wow, your mom loves you so much! Baby, this is your favorite Fairlife milk! Mom, I love you~~~" It even changed its tone twice in the middle, imitating it vividly.

Megan remained silent.

Mrs. Judith, "Um..."

Steve, lying on the ground, was furious. Shouldn't they be paying attention to him now? Can someone call 120 for him?

But no one paid attention to him.

Kellen asked, "Is he really your younger brother-in-law?"

Mrs. Judith's expression was complicated. She gradually calmed down and signaled the servant to call 120 while saying, "My husband was not healthy when he was a child. When he was three years old, his biological mother sent him to another family to be raised. Later, my mother-in-law picked him up."

In front of Susie, Mrs. Judith couldn't be too direct.

After all, this thing was too realistic and too cold. Saying that he was sent to another family to be raised was actually throwing away a child who was about to die of illness.

She was afraid that Susie would feel bad after hearing this and Kellen would also twist her neck 90 degrees later...

"My mother-in-law and father-in-law never had children. After picking up my husband, they raised him as their own son, and my husband followed the Francis family's surname. My father-in-law and mother-in-law spent all their money, sold their house and car to cure my husband, and my husband also made a lot of money when he grew up and filially supported my in-laws."

Kellen nodded. It turned out that Mr. Francis was surnamed Francis, and Steve was surnamed Morris for this reason.

Susie heard this and felt that Uncle Francis was so amazing. He could make so much money without any initial capital. He was almost as capable as her uncle.

Mrs. Judith continued, "After my husband became successful, his biological mother came to see him and said that she threw him away back then because they had no money to cure him, and he would die anyway. She thought that throwing him away might give him a chance to be picked up by a wealthy family who could cure him."

She could never forget the old woman's face at that moment. She even said with an air of taking credit, "See, he is cured now. If I didn't throw you away, you wouldn't have been picked up by the Francis family and couldn't have had such a good life."

What's even more disgusting is that her husband's biological parents were not very poor at that time, and they had their own house and car. They just heard that the treatment would cost at least 1 million dollars and might not even work, so they threw away their son.

Mrs. Judith sarcastically laughed and said, "His biological mother didn't want to spend money to cure her child, but his foster parents spent all their money and worked hard for a child they picked up, and they ruined their health when they were young..."

Susie was deeply absorbed in listening to the story. She had experienced the ups and downs of life since she was young in Bishop, and was more mature than other children her age. Perhaps if another four-year-old child sat here, they wouldn't know what the adults were talking about, but Susie had already started to sympathize with Uncle Francis, who had been abandoned by his own mother. He must have been very sad when he was abandoned... When she was three years old, her father had also abandoned her - of course, now she knew that Andrew wasn't her father - and she was also very sad at the time...

"And then?" Megan, who was usually cold and aloof, unexpectedly interjected. She wanted to know what decision Mr. Francis had made between his biological mother and his foster parents. If Mr. Francis had given his biological parents even a penny of support, Megan would despise him.

Mrs. Judith continued, "My in-laws were kind-hearted and didn't want to say anything, after all, my husband was their biological child, and they also had to consider my husband's feelings."

"But my husband directly had the security guard drive them away. They were persistent and came to make trouble every few days."

My in-laws' health was already not good. They had been fighting for two years, and my mother-in-law died of illness. My father-in-law had deep feelings for my mother-in-law, so he followed her soon after.

The Feng family was a big family that came to claim inheritance, insisting on dividing the estate in half. But the fact was that my husband did not give them anything before his death, so how could I give them a single penny!"

Mrs. Judith smiled, "I have a lot of money, and even if I spend tens of millions on the lawsuit, I will never give them a penny."

Susie asked in confusion, "Then why can this Uncle Brixton come in here and drive a very expensive car?"

Mrs. Judith's eyes revealed a trace of despair...