Chapter 390
Tyler squatted down slowly, extended his arms, and lifted Naomi from the ground.
Ana’s eye twitched the moment he did so. “What are you doing?” she asked.
However, Olivia wasn’t surprised. She had seen it coming. How could Tyler allow Naomi to be humiliated like that?
She felt relieved now. Like a bystander, she stood there silently.
Tyler glanced at Ana upon hearing her question. “Are you finished?” he asked.
“Do you think I’m causing trouble?”
“You can’t judge her actions. After all, she’s not part of our family.”
Ana looked dreadful as she stared coldly at him.
Finally, a smile appeared on Naomi’s teary face. She quickly hugged him and cried, burying herself in his shoulders. She looked pitiful–anyone would find Ana cruel for her actions.
Suddenly, Ana realized something, and her eyes sank. She scoffed. It seemed she had fallen into that trap today. She stood there quietly.
Tyler carried Naomi and left the house.
Darren and Hillary glanced at Ana before following Tyler and Naomi.
Ben and the security guards watched silently. Everyone knew that Tyler was Naomi’s support in the Harrises.
Ana had been in a battle with Naomi for years, yet she had never emerged victorious.
Ben breathed silently, almost as if he didn’t exist.
As expected, Ana threw a fit the next moment. She rushed to a nearby table and swept everything onto the ground.
“How dare she deceive me?!”
Olivia stood quietly to the side, trying to hold her breath.
Ana snapped out of her fury, continuing to smash things, with shards flying everywhere. A couple of them even grazed Olivia’s face, leaving scratches.
However, Olivia remained standing there with her
eyes
shut.
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Ana pointed at everyone in the living room. “Are you all mocking me? Is this amusing to you?”
Ben and the security guards dared not respond.
The sound of her smashing stuff echoed through the house.
She finally stopped after an indeterminate duration, panting as she leaned on the table for support. She scoffed: “I’d like to see how long she can keep this up.”
Olivia, who had kept her eyes shut, finally opened them upon hearing Keith’s voice outside. He had just returned home from a summit, only to be greeted by a mess strewn across the
floor.
He was upset. “What’s this?” he demanded.
Everyone turned toward the sound of his voice, those near the door becoming even quieter.
Ana sneered. “What am I doing? Of course, it was your beloved son who provoked me.”
Seeing her still furious, Keith treated her like a lunatic. “Control yourself when you’re upset. Don’t make a mess in the house,” he commented before heading upstairs.
