"Young Master, they won't allow you to marry someone useless. Don't forget, back then when you were locked up..."
"Useless!"
Ethan Grant interrupted Mrs. Zimmerman's words coldly as he bent down to extinguish his cigarette in the ashtray. Before she could react, her hand was suddenly grabbed by Ethan.
With a loud "smack," Mrs. Zimmerman screamed and fell to the floor. Yvette Sterling quickly rushed over, only to see Mrs. Zimmerman's fingers hanging limply, bleeding profusely and horrifyingly.
Looking back at Ethan, he threw the ashtray to the ground with a calm face and coldly glanced at Mrs. Zimmerman, who was writhing in pain on the floor.
"Tell them, if they want to meddle in my affairs, they're welcome to come and not be afraid of death."
He thought of smoking again but discarded the idea as he threw the cigarette pack back on the table and stood up from the sofa.
"Those who assault their employers cannot stay. Throw her out of Willow Yarrow."
