Chapter 33: Pick It Up

"Georgia?" Charlotte glanced at the newcomer, her brow furrowed.

This was her cousin, Georgia Pittman, who had made things difficult for her during their time in the Pittman mansion. After they were driven out, Georgia and others took pleasure in mocking and oppressing them.

"Heh—"

"What are you doing here?" Georgia swaggered over, looking down at Charlotte with arrogance. "You, a pauper, have the nerve to come here?"

The Galaxy Restaurant was a high-end establishment, and to Georgia, a destitute nobody like Charlotte had no business being there.

"None of your business." Charlotte didn't want to give her any respect and simply turned to leave.

"Stop right there!" Georgia erupted, yanking Charlotte's bag away. "I'm here to teach you a lesson. Where do you think you're going?"

"Disgusting bag, I don't want to touch it with my hands!" Georgia tossed Charlotte's bag to the ground and viciously stomped on it a few times.

"What are you doing?" Flustered, Charlotte shoved her away.

"You dare to hit me?" Georgia seethed with rage. "I'll skin you alive!"

She delivered a resounding slap across Charlotte's cheek, the slap echoing loudly.

"A lowly woman like you who had a baby out of wedlock dares to strike me?"

She raised her foot to kick Charlotte!

An even louder slap rang out as Georgia's face bore the brunt of it, causing her to stagger and collapse to the ground.

"Who gave you the guts to mess with her?" Quentin arrived just in time, shielding Charlotte behind him.

"Who are you?" Brian Parry's heart skipped a beat. "Damn it, you hit my woman. That's it! Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

He raised his fist and intended to crush Quentin with a single blow!

However, with a swift motion, Quentin grasped his hand and twisted it fiercely...

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts..." Brian's arm was twisted, and with just a slight pressure from Quentin, he dropped to his knees. Without kneeling, his arm would have broken!

"Pick up the bag, clean it, present it with both hands, and apologize!" Quentin coldly stared at Georgia.

"Who do you think you are?" Of course, Georgia refused.

Quentin planted his foot on her shoulder, pressing her down. "I'll give you one chance only!"

The coldness in his eyes sent shivers down the spines of both Georgia and Brian. They knew they were no match for him. A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him!

With an air of bitterness, Georgia picked up the bag, cleaned it, and returned it to Charlotte, bending over to apologize, "Sorry! I'm sorry!"

She felt so aggrieved! Why should she bow her head to this despicable woman? Now, she was the heiress of the Pittman family. What the hell was this woman in front of her?

"Get lost!" Quentin kicked Brian away.

The two of them, covered in dust, glared at Quentin.

Brian shouted loudly, "Who are you? Tell me. I'll come back and deal with you!"

"I am her man, the father of her children," Quentin said calmly.

"Next time, if I see you bullying my woman again, I won't let you off as easily as today. Remember, you reap what you sow!"

"Turned out to be the underdog of the Holland family! Heh, Charlotte, you are really cheap! Back when the Holland family was rich and powerful, I asked you to legitimize those two illegitimate children, but you refused. Now that the Holland family has gone bankrupt, you're cohabitating with a rapist? Disgusting! Shameless!"

"You're asking for death." Seeing Georgia humiliate Charlotte and their two children, Quentin exuded a strong killing intent.

"Don't move." Charlotte knew Quentin would not be lenient when taking action, so she quickly pulled him back. "After all, they are still my family. Don't be too harsh on them."

"They've treated you so unfairly, and you're still speaking up for them?"

"If I don't, then what sets me apart from them?" Charlotte sighed lightly. "Just ignore them. It doesn't matter."

"Hmph, Quentin, do you think you're something just because you know how to fight? You're still just a useless waste!" Georgia sneered.

"Now that the Holland family is bankrupt! Even your fiancee has taken over the company. Hehe... you don't even have the qualification to enter the Galaxy Restaurant! What right do you have to boast in front of us?"

"Only lowlifes from the lower class would resort to brute force."

"Like now, we can come to this high-end restaurant and enjoy, while you two paupers can only stand at the door and watch!!"

"Is that so?" Quentin chuckled coldly. "Believe me, with a single word, I can ensure that you will never set foot inside the Galaxy Restaurant again."

Upon hearing this, the two of them were momentarily stunned, then burst into wild laughter.