Violet Zimmerman ran over in a panic, desperately trying to intervene, "Stop fighting, stop fighting, Evander, stop..."
"Mom, you really have a favorite, huh? I am your son!" Evander Lancaster glanced at Violet Zimmerman, his expression somewhere between a smile and a sneer, but his last words came out almost as a roar as he landed a punch on Joseph Lancaster's face.
Joseph was at a disadvantage, making Violet more frantic. She opened her mouth and bit the wrist of her son, who was grabbing Joseph by the collar. Taking advantage of Evander pulling back to check, she quickly pulled Joseph behind her, gritting her teeth while facing her son, saying, "If you want to hit him, you'll have to kill me first! It's your mother who's to blame!"
Evander...
His phoenix eyes narrowed tighter and tighter, slowly lowered the wrist his mother had bitten, suddenly his lips curved into a smirk, but the smirk quickly disappeared, replaced by a fierce and vicious look.
