Bennett glared at me with anger. Talia quickly walked over. “Nolan, why didn’t you reply to my messages?”
“I was busy,” I said coldly.
“The lawyer will send you the divorce papers soon.”
Her expression changed. “Nolan! What are you talking about? I don’t agree to a divorce!”
“Where’s your calm and confidence now? When did you become so small-minded and emotional?”
Before she could say more, Bennett, beside her, began coughing hard. She turned around right away and rushed to his side.
Bennett looked at me with cold, disgusted eyes.
A deep feeling of worry grew inside me. Bennett looked nice and polite, like his father, but deep down, he was cruel.
After a while, he tapped his glass. “Everyone, I’ve invited a special dance troupe from abroad to perform for us tonight.”
A group of dancers entered the hall.
One woman, wearing heavy makeup, came close to me. Her strong lily perfume made me sneeze again and again. When her hand touched my chest, I pushed her away at once.
Bennett walked over. “What’s wrong?”
I gasped, finding it harder to breathe. Bennett put his hand on my shoulder, but I pushed him away.
He fell to the ground, blood running from his forehead. Everything was a mess.
Talia ran over and pushed me away. I lost my balance and my crutches dropped. The broken glass cut my ankle, causing a sharp pain.
Talia looked at me angrily. “Nolan Hollis! What on earth are you doing?”
She quickly helped Bennett up and rushed off, leaving me sitting on the floor in panic.
I reached out for my crutches, but someone kicked them away. I could only feel around on the ground, trying to find them.
After a moment, someone picked up the crutches and threw them hard at me, with whispers I heard.
“What kind of living devil? Without his crutches, he’s just a useless cripple.”
“Shh, keep it down. I heard he’s been bitter ever since he got hurt.”
I forced myself to stand, ignoring the strange looks around me and slowly walked out of the venue.
I hurried to the hospital and the doctor examined my ankle with a frown. “The glass is stuck in your skin! Your ankle is already weak, so you need to be more careful!”
Just then, my phone vibrated. I picked up the phone and heard my mother was crying so hard she could barely speak.
“Nolan! Your father’s been kidnapped! Hurry… Please, save him!”
I ran out of the clinic and saw Bennett standing there. He looked at me with a cold smile. “Well, if it isn’t our lame Mr. Hollis"
“You were so proud at the banquet earlier, weren’t you? Didn't you push me down? Where’s that confidence now?”
I didn’t want to waste time arguing. My voice was cold. “Where’s my father?”
Bennett laughed like he’d just heard something funny. “Oh, you mean that old deaf man?”
“I threw a rock at him and he still laughed at me! What? Your dad’s deaf, you’re lame, guess missing something runs in the family!”
I ignored his insults and pulled out my phone, calling Talia again and again. Ninety-nine calls, no answer. On the last try, the call finally went through.
My voice was cold. “Talia, I’m giving you one last chance. Where is my father? Tell me!”
She stopped for a moment, sounding annoyed. “How should I know? This is all your fault for making me angry. Don’t use your dad as an excuse! Calm down first, then come talk to me!”
