<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1164 Put Him In His ce</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As Queenie and Elena headed off to confront Felix, Cassandra’s brow furrowed. Without hesitation, she dialed Miranda’s number.</font></font>Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She and Miranda had recently be allies, and it didn’t sit right with her to let her mother cause trouble for Miranda’s son. However, knowing Queenie’s temper, Cassandra also understood that once her mother saw Dn had been hurt, there was no stopping her,</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, Felix was having the time of his life, thoroughly enjoying avish Clusian meal. Once he finished eating, he bossed the housekeepers around, acting like a little tyrant in the house.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">His grandfather, who usually kept Felix in check, was out visiting friends, leaving Felix free to run wild.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Is this the ce?” Queenie’s sharp voice could be heard just outside the door.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena nodded. “Yes, my father–inw dotes on his great–grandson. He’s been raising Felix ever since he was little.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie snorted, already irritated. No wonder the child is so spoiled. He even dares toy hands on a guest. But he messed with the terong person today!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Who is it?” Felix, inside, heard themotion and looked puzzled. Who’s at the door!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Before the housekeeper could answer, Elena and Queenie had already entered the room.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As soon as Queenie saw the flippant Felix, something snapped inside her. Felix, noticing the two women, called out with a smirk. “Oh, Grandma Elenal Are you looking for Great–grandpa?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena’s face darkened. “Get down here now, Felix. Mdm. Queenie and I need to talk to you.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Reluctantly, Felix slid off the housekeeper’s back and approached them, his expression full of indifference. “What’s this about?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Did</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">you do something wrong today?” Elena asked, her voice cold.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Felix, utterly oblivious to his behavior, shrugged. “Nope. What could I have possibly done?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie’s eyes narrowed as she stared at the brazen child. Unlike Elena, she had no patience for sugar–coating things. “Did you hit Dn today?” Queenie asked sharply.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing Dn’s name, Felix rolled his eyes. “Oh, so you’re the granny of that little crybaby? Yeah, I scolded him. What of it?” he said, sticking his tongue out defiantly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Queenie, who normally had a soft spot for children, felt her patience snap. With surprising speed, she grabbed Felix by the back of his shirt and hoisted him into the air. “You think it’s okay to hit someone? she demanded.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Felix, iling in her grasp, shouted back, “Put me down, you old witch!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">But Queenie didn’t let go. She tightened her grip.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Felix, still struggling, screamed, “Someone get rid of this crazy old witch!” he ordered the housekeepers, but none dared move.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena stood to the side, watching with silent satisfaction.</font></font>
Finally, someone’s putting this brat in his ce. Felix caused Elliot to end up in the hospital multiple times, and it’s long overdue for him to face the consequences.
At that moment, Miranda, having been called by Cassandra, rushed in, her face pale with fear. “Mdm. Queenie, please don’t hurt Felix! He’s just a kid!” Miranda pleaded, panicking at the sight of Queenie holding her son up like a rag doll. She knew Queenie was not someone to be trilled with.
Elena, seizing the opportunity, chimed in, “Miranda, Felix may be a child, but so is Dn. And did you know Dn has congenital diabetes? He’s even younger than Felix.”
word. I’ll make sure he learns his lesson
Elena fell silent despite Miranda’s pleas
Just then, Felix, seeing his mother, called out. “Mom! Help me! Get this old witch off me!”
Queen’s expression grew even darker. She wouldn’t seriously harm a child, but she needed Felix to consequences of his actions. She raised her hand and gave Felix a firm smack on the rear.
“Let me tell you, Felix Queenie said sternly, “even your mother can’t save you from this.”