Chapter 186: Zachery Isn’t Holding Back: Your Show of Force Is Lame
Chapter 186: Chapter 186: Zachery Isn’t Holding Back: Your Show of Force Is Lame
The moment Thea York finished speaking, "Christian" clutched his chest and dry-heaved. Mia immediately rushed forward dramatically. "Aunt York, what did you do to Christian?"
Thea York bit her lip lightly. "I didn’t..."
’She wanted to ask this little bastard why he was dry-heaving when she was just talking to him!’
"Mia, don’t blame Aunt York. It’s because I’m not in good health."
Zachery tugged on Mia’s sleeve and said sarcastically:
"I’m sorry, Aunt York. This is just how I am. Because I’m not in good health, I can’t go anywhere. I’m really happy that you’re willing to take me to the York residence to play, but with this sickly body of mine, what if you all come to despise me?"
Mia swallowed. ’What’s going on? How did his combat effectiveness get so high just by switching identities?’
Mia silently took two steps back. "Christian" pressed on:
"Usually, Daddy hires a lot of people to take care of me. At the Kendrick residence, Grandma does everything for me herself. Aunt York, if I go to the York residence to play, will you, your father, and your mother be able to take care of me?"
Thea York smiled gently. "Of course. You’re my godson and a guest of our entire family. We will all personally take care of you."
"That’s good." Zachery smiled with satisfaction and shot Mia a look. "Then I’ll go with you."
Mia caught the hint and said deliberately, "Christian, maybe we should forget it. You’re so sheltered, you probably don’t know that some people these days get pleasure from intentionally harming children. What if something bad happens to you at the York residence?"
"Especially since I heard Aunt York’s mother hates legitimate children the most! Christian, you’re a bona fide legitimate child. What if she takes a disliking to you and bullies you? What then? No, no, I don’t agree!"
"Christian" put on a show of comforting his sister. "Mia, it’s okay. I’m sure Aunt York wouldn’t harm me in broad daylight. If anything happens to me at the York residence, Daddy will definitely raze the York Family to the ground."
Before Thea York could reply, Zachery added, "Besides, about all that stuff with illegitimate and legitimate children... even though Mrs. York got her position by being the mistress, and even though Aunt York is an illegitimate daughter, I believe that people are fundamentally good. Right, Aunt York?"
Thea York clenched her fists, cursing Christian Sloan a thousand times in her head.
’It was Stella York and her mother who refused to step aside! Otherwise, why would she be the illegitimate daughter?!’
Thea York was so angry she felt dizzy, and her smile was on the verge of collapsing, but she still managed to force a stiff one.
"Of course... Christian is a guest. How could anything happen to him?"
Only then did Mia relax. "Okay, okay, then you can go, Christian."
Laura Jennings and Thea York immediately took "Christian" and left.
...
Half an hour later, the car arrived at the York family’s villa.
Mrs. York had already received the news and was waiting in the living room, ready to put Christian Sloan in his place.
Two minutes later, Thea York walked in with Zachery. The moment Mrs. York saw "Christian," she snorted coldly. "Just as I thought—born but not raised. Utterly without manners. Doesn’t even know to greet me!"
Thea York closed the main door and smiled faintly.
’I promised nothing would happen to Christian Sloan, but so what?’
’If Christian Sloan can’t take it and commits suicide, that’s just his own fault for being mentally weak.’
’And if someone were to say my mother had cursed at Christian a few times—well, that’s just how we educate people in the York family. Mother just couldn’t stand the sight of him for a moment and said a little too much. Who’d have thought Christian would just die? Who could you blame for that?’
After her tirade, Mrs. York looked down at Christian Sloan, expectant and superior, waiting for him to burst into tears.
However, the entire living room fell silent.
Mrs. York’s words hung in the air without a response, making her look particularly foolish.
Mrs. York, infuriated, slammed her hand on the table. "Christian Sloan, I’m talking to you! Do you hear me?!"
But "Christian" just looked confused. "Huh? Were you talking to me just now?"
’Mrs. York was about to die from anger. This little bastard really is ill-mannered. I’ll teach him a lesson on behalf of his parents!’
"Of course I was talking to you! Is there anyone else here?!"
Zachery feigned shock. He immediately looked at Thea York, then at Mrs. York, his meaning clear—’Isn’t there someone else right here?’
He scratched his head, looking extremely apologetic and sheepish as he offered a sincere confession: "I’m so sorry, so sorry. I had just come in and hadn’t even said a word when you started cursing."
"Aunt York said I’m a guest. I thought to myself that Mrs. York couldn’t possibly start cursing at a guest the moment she saw them, so I was sure you weren’t cursing at me. After all, who would just start yelling at a guest they’ve never met?"
"I actually thought you were talking about Aunt York. You’re her mother, so if you’re disciplining your own child, you must have your reasons. That’s why I didn’t say anything."
"I had no idea you were talking about me. I’m really sorry. I didn’t realize you were calling me ill-mannered. Next time, could you please call me out by name? Otherwise, I really don’t know what to do."
Zachery sighed. "I’m sorry, I was wrong. How about this? I’ll call Daddy right now and tell him what Mrs. York said so he can give me a proper talking-to."
’So much for putting me in my place~’
Mrs. York and Thea York both felt their throats tighten.
Zachery took out his special phone and made a show of dialing. Mrs. York felt a breath catch in her throat and shrieked instinctively, "You dare—"
"Christian, you’ve misunderstood."
Thea York shot Mrs. York a look. ’They absolutely couldn’t let Christian Sloan call Nathaniel Sloan now. Otherwise, how would their plan proceed?’
So, Thea York put on a helpless smile. "My mother just has that kind of personality. She probably didn’t know you were Christian and thought you were some other family’s naughty child. She wasn’t intentionally targeting you."
Zachery’s eyes darted around. "Oh~ So she wasn’t targeting me. Does that mean Mrs. York still sees me as a guest?"
Mrs. York and Thea York exchanged a glance and clenched their fists. "Of course."
After all, with Nathaniel Sloan and so many people from the Kendrick Family watching, if anything happened to Christian Sloan, she couldn’t afford to take responsibility.
So, they could only make Christian Sloan despise himself.
The psychologist had said that for the psychological suggestion to succeed, they first had to make Christian Sloan trust them.
Mrs. York nearly ground her teeth to dust as she forced a difficult smile. "Christian, Thea is your godmother. That makes you the young master of our York family. You’ve come to our home to play, so just treat this place as your own."
That was exactly what Zachery wanted to hear.
He blinked. "Can I do whatever I want?"
Mrs. York gritted her teeth. "Of course you can."
Zachery nodded, then turned to Thea York. "I’m thirsty. Go make me some pear soup. Make it extra sweet, and it’s best if it’s chilled. Hurry up."
He mentally recalled the behavior of a spoiled brat and imitated it perfectly. "I don’t care, I don’t care! I want to drink it now! You said I was a guest at the York residence, but you don’t actually care about me at all! I’m going to tell Daddy!"
A vein popped on Thea York’s forehead.
Zachery giggled. ’She’s already mad?’