As soon as Isla MacGregor saw her parents appear, she burst into tears like a child.
"Dad, Mom, Claire Wentworth hit me."
Malcolm MacGregor's face looked grim. He stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Claire Wentworth. "Madame Montfort, the Third Young Master's wife, I failed to educate my daughter well. I'll take her back and teach her a good lesson right away."
Claire Wentworth looked him up and down in confusion. Finally, her gaze landed on Lucas Dupont. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her look became profound.
Could Lucas Dupont have such ability to make these arrogant people cower like quails? It was unlikely.
So, was Alexandre Montfort here?
Claire Wentworth pondered for a moment and then nodded to Jocelyn. Only then did Jocelyn let go of Isla MacGregor.
The moment Isla Ma
