Zane was trembling with rage. He pointed a shaking finger at Spencer, his voice unsteady. "You… you… Spencer, you’ve gone too far!" Then he turned on Arthur, shouting furiously, "Arthur! We came here with sincerity to apologize, and you dare humiliate us like this? You even dared to attack my son! Do you think the Yarbrough family is easy to bully?" Arthur looked at the tall figure standing resolutely in front of him, shielding him without hesitation. For the first time, he understood what fatherly love felt like. He suddenly felt envious of Ashley. This was what he had longed for all his life. But he had only ever dared to dream about it. Hearing Zane’s accusations, Arthur turned to him with an icy gaze. "Who said I have to accept your apology just because you offered it? You framed Mr. Gibson, you came to his house to insult and provoke him, and now you expect me to just forgive and forget?" Zane grew even angrier. "Nonsense! Who said I framed him? He’s the one with dirty hands, trying to pin it on me!" Arthur’s eyes sharpened. "Pin it on you? You really don’t know how much you took?" Zane scoffed. "How much I took? I only—" He stopped abruptly. A sudden realization hit him. Arthur had been baiting him. His furious mind snapped back into focus. Arthur! He was trying to trick him into confessing. Arthur’s fingers, hidden behind his back, subtly pressed a button—turning off the recording. What a pity. He had hoped to get something useful out of him. Zane had a sharp sense of self-preservation. Even in his anger, he had enough restraint to stop himself before saying too much.His lips pressed into a thin line, and he said nothing more. Letting out a cold snort, he turned away. Without another word, Zane and Stephen quickly helped Maris up and hurried toward the exit. The sudden turn of events left the household staff in shock. Nancy and Ashley immediately turned to Arthur, scanning him up and down with concern. "Arthur, are you okay?" Ashley asked anxiously, grabbing his arm and checking him over. Everything had happened so fast—she hadn’t even seen whether Maris managed to land a hit. Arthur gently took her hand and patted it reassuringly. "I’m fine. He couldn’t have touched me even if he tried." Hearing his certainty and seeing that he was unhurt, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. Spencer’s face darkened. "Dravenis, from now on, the Yarbrough family is never to step foot in this house again. If they show up, kick them out immediately. If they refuse to leave, call the police!" "Understood!" Dravenis answered immediately. In his mind, he was still reeling from what had just happened. Maris had really lived up to his reputation as Seacity’s most arrogant troublemaker. The moment things didn’t go his way, he threw a punch at Mr. Gray, right inside the Gibson residence. The audacity! Luckily, Mr. Gray had quick reflexes. Not only had he dodged the attack, but he had also grabbed Maris and snapped his wrist right then and there. Fast. Ruthless. Precise. That move was downright badass. Dravenis’s admiration for Arthur shot through the roof. His respect for him was now on par with the respect he had for Spencer. Meanwhile, in South City, at the Gray residence… Raelynn and her three daughters were packing up their belongings.The house had been sold. They had no right to stay in this grand estate anymore. When Gray Corporation first began its financial decline, they had already started selling off valuables to cover the gaps. Now, aside from their personal belongings and everyday essentials, there was little left to take with them. Looking at the mansion they had lived in their entire lives, they felt a deep sense of loss. They never imagined they would leave this house in such a way. As they passed by Zac’s room, their frustration flared up again. The moment the house was sold, John had immediately sent people to pack up Zac’s things and take them away—like he was afraid they’d touch even a single item of his. And yet, throughout all this, not a single item they had sold had belonged to Zac. Even John’s expensive belongings had been liquidated, but Zac? Zac hadn’t spent a single cent. Every time they thought about it, their anger boiled over. Forget that he was Renee’s son—just on the basis that they had doted on Zac for ten years, he should have helped them. Ten years. Even a dog would show loyalty after being raised for ten years. But Zac? The moment the company started struggling, his first instinct was to move his shares—along with the ones Julie had temporarily placed under his name—somewhere else. That alone proved he was nothing but an ungrateful snake. Of course, John, that fool, couldn’t see it. He was still happily raising another man’s child for Renee. Thinking of this, Raelynn suddenly wasn’t so angry anymore. She was actually looking forward to the day John found out the truth. She wanted to see his reaction.It would be glorious. Raelynn wasn’t in any rush to tell him. The longer it took for him to find out, the harder it would hit.