A Father And His Wolves

Chapter 6 Right in the Face. You’re my Wife

Originally, Isaac Moore didn’t want to reopen Cecilia’s wounds. Sean Mason, however, took Phyllis in at

the wrong time and was very kind to her. How could he bear it?

The last thing he wanted was for Cecilia’s family to get along!

“You!”

Surrounded by boos, Cecilia turned pale and stared at Isaac Moore. Was this son of a bitch trying to

humiliate her in public?

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Before Cecilia could speak out, however, Phyllis suddenly pointed at Isaac Moore and said to Sean

Mason, “Uncle, he’s my cousin’s father. He is a bad egg and often bullies my mother. Will you teach

him a lesson for me?”

Children spoke without fear!

Phyllis was simple and sweet. She didn’t understand adult intrigue. She just said what she thought.

“Phyllis, be a good girl.”

Cecilia only felt sad. She was four years old, and she was going down with her. As for Sean Mason, he

was the man Isaac Moore hired to humiliate them. Why would he go against Isaac Moore for them?

Bang!

Cecilia’s words had barely finished when, suddenly, a harsh slap rang out in the hotel lobby.

She looked around. Isaac Moore was lying on the floor, covering his face. Blood hung from the corners

of his mouth, his eyes were full of terror and he stared at Sean Mason in disbelief, “You... How dare

you fucking hit me?!”

Cecilia was also stunned.

She didn’t see when Sean Mason did it. But a moment later, Isaac Moore lay down.

“Fuck!”

“This guy has the guts to hit Mr. Isaac Moore?”

“Well, it turns out that’s true. This man has a serious propensity for violence and hits people whenever

he likes!”

The guests around were stunned and gasped.

Purr!

In the crowd, Matthew Moore and Marcia looked at each other and swallowed hard.

They were also frightened by the sudden sight. The way they looked at Sean Mason was complicated.

There was surprise, relief and worry.

They never dreamed Sean Mason would attack Isaac Moore for Phyllis’s word. They were relieved to

see Isaac Moore in such a terrible state. But they couldn’t decide whether Sean Mason’s prowess was

a blessing or a curse.

Sean Mason had a criminal record and was a rapist!

Once he was in their house, who could stop him from bullying Cecilia?

“You should be hit for being so rude!”

Sean Mason didn’t listen to the screaming around him. He looked down at Isaac Moore, then looked at

Phyllis in Cecilia’s arms and asked, “Are you happy now, Phyllis?”

“Yes!”

Phyllis nodded and smiled, “Uncle, you can fight little bad guys, and you can fight big bad guys. You’re

starting to look like my dad.”

Look like?

Sean Mason was in no hurry to reveal his identity. Today was the first time they had met, and there was

always going to be a process for Phyllis to accept his sudden emergence as a dad.

Take it easy.

Sean Mason was content to have Phyllis’s approval.

“Scoundrel!”

At the head of the table, Carter Moore stood up. Trembling with anger and leaning on his crutch, he

shouted angrily, “Somebody, take this man down!”

There was the sound of rapid footsteps as ten black-clad bodyguards burst into the lobby and

surrounded Sean Mason and his family.

“...”

At the same time came the sound of a child crying.

“Father!”

Wiping tears from his eyes, Lucas Moore strode up to Isaac Moore and said angrily, “Some big, stupid

guy just slapped me twice and made the fat guy and others pee in my face…”

Lucas Moore’s cheeks were red and swollen, tears streaming down his face. He was dripping from

head to toe and smelled strongly of urine. He was clearly being bullied by his friends.

Isaac Moore was very angry, “What big stupid guy?”

Tittering…

Phyllis laughed when she saw how bad Lucas Moore looked.

Lucas Moore looked up and saw Sean Mason standing next to Cecilia. His face changed and he hid

behind Isaac Moore and began to cry even harder. He pointed at him and said, “Dad, that’s him! He hit

me!”

“Is that you?”

Isaac Moore looked at Sean Mason in disbelief. He went out of his way to get Sean Mason to torture

Cecilia and her daughter. How come they both got slapped by Sean Mason when he came?

“Yes, it’s me.”

Sean Mason admitted frankly and snorted, “Like father, like son. Your son has no more upbringing than

you.”

“Son of a bitch, you’re getting yourself killed!”

Isaac Moore reached up to wipe the blood from his mouth and gritted his teeth, “What are you guys still

doing here? Beat him! Beat this ungrateful son of a bitch to death!”

“Yes, sir!”

Ten black-clad bodyguards did not hesitate to raise their fists against Sean Mason.

Cecilia turned pale with fear.

She was just a woman and she’d never been in such danger. The bodyguards in black in front of her

were all professional goons trained by the Moore family. They were all tough, extraordinary and fierce,

which was absolutely terrifying.

“Stand still here. Give me ten seconds.”

In panic, she heard Sean Mason’s voice. The next moment, a shadow flashed before her eyes and

Sean Mason was gone.

Then there was the sound of blows and kicks.

Bang!

One of the black-clad bodyguards was kicked off by Sean Mason.

Bang! Bang!

Then a second, then a third…

Sean Mason was the General Wolf of the North. In the past five years, no one had been able to beat

Sean Mason on the battlefield. How could the Moore family’s bodyguards beat him? Sean Mason dealt

with them like a tiger with a flock of sheep. It was a piece of cake.

He kicked them away one by one like a football.

In a few short breaths, the ten black-clad bodyguards all flew out like human cannonballs. They

smashed the tables in the hotel lobby into pieces.

Including Carter Moore’s main table!

“Seven seconds.”

After that, Sean Mason shook his head and looked disappointed, “You guys are worse than I thought.”

There was only silence!

Everyone looked at Sean Mason like they’d seen a ghost in broad daylight.

They knew the guy was violent, but they didn’t expect him to go this far.

“Wow, uncle, you’re great!”

It was Phyllis who came to her senses first. She excitedly clapped her hands for Sean Mason in

Cecilia’s arms, her sparkling eyes full of adoration, without the least fear of Sean Mason.

Maybe it was a father-daughter bond. They had a natural kinship.

“You…”

In Cecilia’s heart, however, a tempestuous wave arose. “What are you doing?” She said suspiciously,

backing away from Sean Mason.

He beat up Isaac Moore and his son!

He ruined the engagement!

Sean Mason’s behavior made Cecilia wonder. Like everyone else, she had a stream of questions

running through her head, “Is this the husband grandpa picked out for me? Isn’t he here to humiliate

me? It doesn’t seem like it!”

“Is there some other plot?”

She was puzzled.

Sean Mason and Cecilia looked each other in the eye. Then he said, “As long as I’m around, no one

can bully you or Phyllis from now on.”

“Why?”

Cecilia blurted out.

She couldn’t figure it out!

Sean Mason humiliated the Moore family in front of so many guests. Isaac Moore and Carter Moore

would do whatever it took to kill him.

Was it worth it to do that for her and Phyllis?

“Because from now on, you are my wife, Phyllis is my daughter, and we are family.” Sean Mason’s

voice was low, but firm and strong.