?Chapter 3249 It''s For Your Own Good


    Pierre looked at the person speaking. "He''s speaking up for you?"


    Karen remained silent.


    The subordinate who had spoken up also fell silent. Even though Karen had made many mistakes, the current issues were all because of Pierre.


    The subordinate could not stand seeing Pierre provoke Karen and risk making her emotional, so he intervened.


    Pierre pointed at the subordinate. "What''s his rtionship to you?"


    Unable to hold back any longer, Karen stepped forward, raised her hand, and pped Pierre across the face.


    "No matter what, I''m still your mother. I endured all this scolding from Old Master Mallory for you. You''re the one who had me kidnap Luca. I took all the me for you, and this is how you treat me? Pierre, I''m your mother, not your tool! Are you out of your mind?" said Karen with a fiery tone.


    She had taken all the me for him, only to be treated this way!


    Feeling deeply hurt, Karen felt she could not stay any longer. "Pierre, wake up! I owe you nothing! In fact, I''m your mother, and you owe me everything!"


    Then, she grabbed her bag and left.


    The subordinate nced at Pierre, feeling helpless. He soon followed her out.


    In the living room of Mallory Estate, an eerie silence prevailed.


    Dr. Schwartz''s assistant, who had overheard everything from the staircase, felt like they were now in a deep pit. Taking on the task of treating Pierre was clearly a mistake.


    The assistant marveled at theplexities of the upper-ss disputes.


    People from wealthy families were truly heartless. Pierre was a prime example. He spoke so coldly to his own mother!


    The assistant hurried upstairs to inform Dr. Schwartz of what had happened.


    After a while, Dr. Schwartz came downstairs.


    Pierre, sitting in his wheelchair, watched Dr. Schwartz and the assistante down and asked, "Dr. Schwartz, where are you going?"


    "I just remembered I forgot to bring some books. I''ll go back and get them, then I''lle back," answered Dr. Schwartz, giving a forced smile.


    "What books? Just have my subordinates get them," Pierre''s cold, piercing gaze locked onto him.


    Dr. Schwartz felt an eerie sensation. It was as though if he were to take one more step forward, he might get torn to pieces by the person before him.


    "I have quite a few books. It''s difficult for your people to find them." Dr. Schwartz gave an excuse, but his anxious expression and the beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed him.


    "Is that so?" Pierre looked at the assistant. "Your assistant must know."


    "Yes." Dr. Schwartz nodded, ncing at the assistant with despair in his eyes.


    He did not want to treat someone like Pierre! Especially with such a bizarre dry needling technique that he simply could not master!


    *Then have my men send your assistant to get the books. Whatever you need, tell her, and she''ll bring it back," said Pierre, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the armrest of his wheelchair.


    *Just the books on naturopathy," Dr. Schwartz, in his desperation, realized he could not escape. There was no way his assistant could escape too.


    The assistant shivered and nodded. "I''ll go get them."


    *Send her." Pierre casually assigned a man. "Make sure she returns with the books. Otherwise, Dr. Schwartz will be left here alone, and that''ll be exhausting."


    "Yes!" replied the man. He left with the assistant.


    After leaving the vi, Karen had the driver head straight to Percy''s house.


    Pierre left her heart cold. Now, she suddenly felt like talking to Percy.


    After all, despite his rebellion and his desire for Nina back then, he had never spoken to her the way Pierre did.


    Although their mother-son bond had faded because of Nina, Percy still respected her.


    At least, he did not disregard her like Pierre did.


    Nina had just gotten up when she heard the doorbell.


    She stepped out of the bedroom and nced at the study, where Percy was handling work.


    Nina asked, "The doorbell rang. Do you have a friending over today?"


    Percy shook his head. "No."


    Nina was puzzled. "Then who could it be? I''ll go check."


    She walked to the video inte. When she saw Karen at the door, her expression changed immediately.


    The doorbell rang again, and Karen seemed increasingly impatient.


    Nina quickly ran back to the study. Percy noticed her reaction and furrowed his brows slightly as he asked, "Why do you look so startled? Who''s at the door?"


    Gulping, she answered, "It''s your mother."


    Percy raised an eyebrow. "She''s here?"Content belong to N?velDráma. Org.


    "She''s outside," said Nina as she moved closer to him. "And she looks quite upset. Do you think it''s because of


    the kidnapping incident with Luca yesterday? Maybe she''se to cause trouble..."


    Nina knew their final solution was to inform Old Master Mallory.


    Old Master Mallory would definitely scold Karen.


    Now that Karen had been reprimanded, was she here to take it out on them?


    "Maybe," replied Percy. He stood up and patted her head. "If you don''t want to see her, you can stay in the bedroom."


    He knew Nina was scared of Karen. As long as Karen did not ept Nina, he would not force her to deal with this mother-inw rtionship.


    "Okay, I''ll stay in the bedroom," replied Nina, making her choice.


    Karen would not harm Percy, but she could harm her.


    Sometimes, people could be unpredictable when they were upset, and Nina feared Karen mightsh out, so staying in the bedroom felt safer.


    After all, with the wedding approaching, the wedding would definitely have to be postponed if her face got bruised. "Alright." Percy nodded. He escorted Nina to the bedroom and shut the door before going to open the main door.


    By now, Karen had almost worn out the doorbell.


    Percy slowly made his way downstairs and opened the door.


    Karen stormed in, clearly frustrated. "Why did you take so long to open the door? How many times did I ring the bell?


    "I was resting," replied Percy, assessing Karen''s mood.


    She did not seem to be in a good mood. Did something happen to upset her?


    He reckoned that she got a tongueshing from Old Master Mallory.


    Karen frowned when she heard he had just woken up, immediately connecting it to exhaustion.


    She assumed it was because Nina had used some maniptive tactics to keep him in bed.


    "What time is it? How could you still be in bed? Lazing around is not a good habit!" Karen lectured him with a stern expression.


    Percy smiled.


    He suddenly remembered his childhood.


    He and Pierre had grown up under different educational methods.


    "What are you smiling about?" asked Karen, feeling perplexed. She was lecturing him, yet he was smiling!


    "Mom, I remember you never allowed me to sleep in," exined Percy.


    Karen nodded. "It was for your own good."


    "But Pierre could sleep in as long as he wanted during vacations. You never cared," continued Percy. During his


    vacations, he had no such luxury. His days were fully scheduled.


    Meanwhile, Pierre could sleepte and do whatever he wanted.


    Despite being in the same family, they were taught by two entirely different educational approaches.Original content from N?velDrama.Org.