Chapter 105: Justin’s Poisonous Tongue
Sephina, momentarily taken aback by Justin’s threatening tone, sneered.
"You—a nobody, a roadside man—daring to raise your voice at us? We looked into you, and there’s nothing to your name besides a national ID card. Do you even have anything under your name? Not even a simple flight or train ticket, or a single hotel booking you did under your ID—tsk, nothing at all. Your record is worse than a beggar’s. Were you really living on the streets until my idiot granddaughter took you in?"
Jay jumped in, his voice filled with disdain. "We dug deep, and even the top government officials couldn’t find anything about you. You’re just a nobody who almost fooled us into thinking you are some big shot. You useless trash."
Justin simply stared at the mother and son, his expression unchanged—almost as if he were looking at fools.
Natalie was stunned by their words. Did they even realize who they were calling a poor roadside man? This was a man who could buy the entire Ford Group without batting an eye, yet here they were, hurling insults and digging their own graves.
But what shocked her even more was Justin’s calmness. He didn’t flinch, didn’t react. He just stood there, completely unfazed by their harsh words. Well he didn’t need their or anyone’s validation.
"I’m sure you’re some gigolo my idiot daughter lusted after and then married," Jay scoffed, his words dripping with contempt. "Such a heavy name for such a useless person—Aiden Handrix."
Natalie clenched her fists. She could hear anything about herself as she was used to it and this was not the place and occasion she wanted to argue with her family. But, now she had enough.
But before she could respond, Justin’s arm slid around her waist, pulling her closer until her body was pressed against his. His hand gently caressed the curve of her waist, the touch intimate and almost making her blush despite the situation.