Pankaj awoke, engulfed in pain and distress. He noticed his father was on the verge of being released, but he could never have imagined that his own father would see him as an adversary. In a fit of frustration, he rushed over to confront him. “Kick it!”


    Pankaj was already in agony, having endured several kicks from Huzaifa. The pain escted as he cried out, “Dad, have you lost your mind? Why are you hitting me?”


    Huzaifa, panting heavily, retorted, “What am I hitting you for? I’m hitting you because you ungrateful brat hurt me!”


    Without hesitation, Huzaifa mounted Pankaj, gripping his cor with one hand while delivering ps with the other. He barked, “You little troublemaker! You just keep causing me problems every single day! Sooner orter, I’ll explode because of you!”


    Pankaj, overwhelmed with tears, pleaded, “Dad… what did I do wrong? I’m the one getting beaten here! Isn’t it enough that you don’t avenge me? Why are you doing this to me?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Huzaifa was on the brink of losing his temper, yet he couldn’t reveal the underlying reason for his rage.


    Deep down, he recognized himself as a wayward son, one who relished in creating chaos butcked the skills to navigate life effectively.


    With narrowed eyes, he red at Pankaj and warned, “Listen carefully! From now on, don’t even think about mentioning your beatings or seeking revenge on anyone. If you do, I’ll break your legs, keep you locked up like a pet, and never let you step outside! Do you understand?!”


    The fierce expression on his father’s face terrified Pankaj.


    He had never witnessed such ferocity in Huzaifa before. Although he was unsure why his father was acting this way, a nagging feeling told him he had stirred up a significant mess today. All he could do was stifle his grievances, sobbing as he nodded, “I understand, Dad…”


    Huzaifa, still not grasping Pankaj’s hurt, pped him again and then turned to the doctor. “For the next two weeks, don’t let him leave this ward!”


    The doctor quickly nodded in response.


    Huzaifa red at Pankaj once more, grinding his teeth as he said, “If you dare to step outside this ward without my permission, I will disown you! Get as far away from me as possible!”


    Pankaj trembled with fear and quickly responded, “Dad, I want to see my mother… can you let here?”


    Huzaifa snapped, “Let here? Not a chance! You need to text your mother right this minute, telling her you’re off to travel abroad with friends for a few days. Once you’re healed, you can meet her!”


    Meanwhile…


    When Charlie and Mia arrived at the Liu family mansion on Shi Xundao, Liu Jiahui, who had been following closely behind, arrived almost simultaneously.


    Just as Charlie parked the car and was about to unbuckle his seat belt, Liu Jiahui hurriedly exited his vehicle, sprinting to Charlie’s Te and opening the door for him with eagerness.


    Charlie was taken aback by how fast this hefty man could move.


    As Liu Jiahui stood outside the car, he wore a respectful smile and said, “Mr. Wade, please.”


    Charlie returned the smile, replying, “Mr. Liu, you are too kind.”<fn40c7> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n find·novel</fn40c7>


    Liu Jiahui, attentive and eager, responded, “It’s the least I can do. By the way, how was your dinner, Mr. Wade? If you’re still hungry, would you like ate-night snack? I just had the housekeeper buy roast goose for you. We could enjoy some together with a few drinks.”


    Charlie chuckled, saying, “I thought Mr. Liu wasn’t fond of roast goose.”


    Liu Jiahui instantly eximed, “I love it! I really do!” Charlie nodded in agreement.