Lord Came Back From The Battlefield

“They better come…” Sharon spoke again.

“Mrs Knight, if this isn’t resolved by tomorrow, you can go then,” Billy said. “Plus, aren’t we supposed to be going to the Knight family’s birthday celebration soon?”

“Dad, I don’t want to go to Grandpa’s house. I don’t wanna go there…” Tasha shook her head vigorously against Billy’s shoulder as tears welled up in her eyes.

“Tasha, I promise that no one will dare bully you again this time.” Billy gently patted Tasha’s back.

“I don’t wanna go there!” Tasha choked up.

“Tasha, be good!” Harleen felt a pang of heartache seeing his daughter like this and took her from Billy into his arms. “Mom and Dad will accompany you this time, don’t be afraid, okay?”

“Tasha, didn’t they say that you didn’t have a dad? This is your chance to show them that your dad is back.” Felicia chimed in from the side. “Tell them not to talk about you anymore.”

Tasha stopped crying and said determinedly, “I’ll tell them that I have a dad and he’s a great hero!”

“Yes! Good girl!” Felicia smiled at her.

Sharon opened her mouth wanting to say something but ultimately remained silent.

At 5:30 PM, they arrived at a restaurant in downtown Ozin City. The Knight family was hosting Zeph Knight’s birthday banquet here.

As they designated a private room, they looked around and saw that there were three tables in total. Many people were already seated, and Zeph was sitting at the host’s seat.

“Hey, Uncle, you guys came! I thought you didn’t have enough money for transportation and wouldn’t come to Grandpa’s birthday banquet this year!” At the main table, a heavily made-up woman said in a strange tone. Her age was similar to Harleen’s. She was good-looking, with a curvy figure, wearing heavy makeup on her face. The woman was Beatrice Knight, the daughter of Harleen’s uncle.

Sitting next to her was a young man in his late twenties, dressed in designer clothes with slicked-back hair and a powdered face, wearing an expression of arrogance as if no one else mattered.

“Who is he?” After Beatrice finished speaking, her eyes landed on Billy who was holding Tasha behind her. After a slight pause, she spoke up, “Harleen, is this your new paramour? You are going backwards as you live your life, look at who you have chosen to be with! He looks like a poor guy.”

“Beatrice shut up!” Harleen responded angrily.

“Come on, don’t worry about what people say, okay?”

“You’re not allowed to speak about my dad like that, dad is a great hero!” Tasha exclaimed angrily.

“Little Bastard, shut up! You don’t even know who your dad is!” Beatrice scolded loudly.

Tasha burst into tears, “… Bad woman! I’m never going to talk to you again…”

“What a little bastard!” Beatrice sneered.

“Say that again?” Billy walked up to her with Tasha in his arms, his eyes icy cold as he stared at Beatrice.

“What do you want?” Feeling the chill emanating from Billy, Beatrice couldn’t help but shiver. But she didn’t hold back and said, “This little bastard has nothing to do with you. You…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Billy slapped her hard across the face. The force was strong enough for the makeup on Beatrice’s face to fall like snowflakes on the ground.

Everyone turned their heads towards them in surprise and shock. Sharon’s face showed a hint of amazement. She didn’t expect Billy to have this kind of courage. Feeling relieved after being surprised for a moment, Sharon had been wanting to slap Beatrice for a long time but never dared until now, while Felicia looked at Billy with admiration. Harleen held back her words.

“You hit me!” Beatrice shouted out after a pause. “You, bastard! Howe dare you! I’m gonna skin you!”

As she finished the words, another two crisp sounds rang out again, and Beatrice’s cheeks immediately swelled up on both sides.

“From today on, if you dare to say Tasha is a little bastard again, I’ll make sure you never speak again!”

“You…” Beatrice opened her mouth to shout a few more times but was scared by Billy’s sharp eyes and involuntarily closed her mouth.

“Hey, haven’t you gone too far? We’re right here.” The young man next to Beatrice spoke up.

“If you don’t want to get beaten up too, it’s best for you to shut up!” Billy scolded in a low voice.

“Bastard!” Zeph slammed his teacup hard on the table and angrily said, “Fletcher, who is he? Are you guys trying to rebel?”

“Father, he’s Tasha’s biological father, Billy Gardner.” Fletcher took a deep breath before responding. He couldn’t help feeling bitter inside. He originally wanted to discuss with his father today whether they could arrange a job for Harleen in Ozin so that their family could move back there together. But it seemed it was all over.

Hearing Fletcher’s words made Zeph even angrier.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Are you the guy who ruined Harleen back then!?” Zeph asked with fury.

“What audacity! Do you dare show your face in front of us? We don’t welcome you here; get out right now!”

Everyone glared at Billy with angry eyes wishing they could rush forward and take some bites out of him. For them, Billy had ruined their chance to climb the social ladder. Otherwise, the Knight family would have been successful by now.

“Dad, let’s go. I don’t want to stay here…” Tasha trembled as she saw Zeph’s angry expression.

“Tasha, it’s okay. I got you. Dad will take you away soon.” Billy patted Tasha’s back.

“So you’re that bastard!” Beatrice gritted her teeth and shouted again after catching her breath.

“Beatrice, enough!” Harleen scolded angrily. “Grandpa, what happened back then was my own choice. It’s not Billy’s fault! If you don’t welcome him, we can leave. But I hope you won’t call Tasha a bastard anymore in the future! Billy is Tasha’s biological father and my fiancé. We’ll get married soon!”

With that, everyone looked over at them.