Chapter 414: Ian’s Anger
Eliza’s eyes widened when she met Ian’s gaze. There seemed to be a dangerous glint to him. Her eyes turned to Emerals who was almost being choked and she could not help but think of the last time in the hospital room when Ian had held Emerald against the wall.
"I am doing much better. Thank you." ELiza said hesitantly before throwing a concerned glance at the men who were holding back Emerald. "What is the meaning of this? Why are all these people here? And why are they manhandling Emerald?"
"Manhandling Emerald?" Ian turned around, as if in surprise as he cast a look at the man before turning back to the older woman," It is nothing, mama. Don’t worry. They are not going to hurt him... not at the moment at least."
"What do you mean by calling her mama? Look, Ian Frost, you might belong to the mighty Frosts family, but that does not give you the right to come here and harm our family!"
"Mr Ruffalo, that is where you are mistaken. You see, I can do anything."
This time,there was a dangerous edge to Ian, making everyone shiver, something no one would have ever heard before. Everyone who had ever heard of the Frosts knew that Ian Frost was the most laid back and easy going. But people seemed to mistake his easy going personality for him being a pushover. They seemed to forget he was second in command of an empire that dealt with all sorts of people.
"Yes. Don’t be shocked. I can do anything and get away with it. No one would dare to touch me. Now, Mr. Ruffalo, the only reason my men have not yet stopped you is because you are Isabella’s father. However, this consideration extends only so far." He then turned to the lady on the bed and smiled as if he had not just threatened two of her family members. "So, mama? What happened to you so suddenly? When we met a few days ago, you were doing well."
Eliza tried to smile, still a bit concerned about what was transpiring just now, but answered carefully," Its nothing. I’d been going about my daily routine when I suddenly felt dizzy and slipped down the stairs. It was actualy foolish of me because I’d even skipped breakfast and should have had something." As she paused, she could not help but glance at the door again," Where is Isabella? Is she not coming?"
"Not tonight, Mama. She will see you in the morning. She is a little... unwell."
"What happened to her?"