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Chapter 5677 Ambrose was nothing but annoyed as he spoke.

Veron truly had no manners at all, first framing him and Heather, then throwing tantrums in front of his father and Uncle Chester...

Veron was in a terrible mood. She roared out loud as she pushed Ambrose backward.

"F*ck off!" Ambrose had long prepared for that, and had been secretly channeling his internal energy into his legs to remain standing firm as a rock.

Veron caught her balance as her face was filled with humiliated rage and she glowered at Ambrose.

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"Ambrose Darby! What's the Heating of this? Trying to abuse your power because you're on your own grounds, are you? Or has the Elysium Gate really struck up an allyship with the Wudang Sect to take the Lange family down, and now you're holding me captive?" Amidst her rage, Veron spewed out everything she thought of, not holding anything back.

Ambrose could hardly contain his anger watching her run her mouth and roared, "Shut up! The Elysium Gate has never struck up anything with the Wudang Sect, and I will not have you spreading rumors like this. Also, you shall apologize for how you treated my father and Uncle Chester." His tone was razor-sharp, leaving no

room for retaliation.

Veron was truly growing ruder and ruder, and he had to teach her a lesson.

'Apologize?' Veron quivered with fury at the words, crying out, "I did nothing wrong! What do I have to apologize for? Don't think you can order me around just because you're the head of the Elysium Sect, Ambrose Darby! That's not going to work on me. Now, f*ck off!" Ambrose stood there, his tone firm as steel as he growled, "You're not leaving until you apologize." Veron was truly enraged as she exclaimed, "To hell with you!" As the final word rang through the air, Veron raised her hands to summon a

long sword that she pierced in the direction of Ambrose's chest as quick as lightning.

Due to her rage, Veron did not hold back one bit with her blow. The long sword slashed through the air in a shiny arc, reaching Ambrose's chest in no time.

What? At the sight, everyone including Darryl, Chester and the rest got a huge shock.

Veron's temper was... truly something.

She attacked with full force over the smallest thing with no pre-warning.

Amidst their shock, Darryl and the rest moved to stop her, but they were too far away from Veron and could not

make it in time.

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What a crazy woman.

Ambrose's face changed as he sensed the power of Veron's blow. He cursed to himself, not panicking in the slightest as he dodged the blow.

Upon doing so, Ambrose ducked to appear behind Veron before saying coldly, "You really don't have any manners in that head of yours. I think you were here to start something, not to ask for help." As the words rang through the air, Ambrose raised his right hand, casting a blow against Veron's back.

Thump! The blow was swift and harsh, and Veron could not dodge in time as the blow hit her square on the back. She let

out a dull hum, flying over ten meters through the air, Veron landed heavily against a pillar before sliding onto the ground, her face pale as she glowered at Ambrose resentfully.

"You know the Lange household will never go easy on you if anything happens to me." Veron spat the words out cruelly before her vision darkened and she fell unconscious.

Chester and the rest crowded forward immediately at the sight. Debra moved quickly, checking on Veron's condition.

Darryl frowned at Ambrose as he said, "That was far too reckless of you, Ambrose. How could you just strike like

that?" € Veron had indeed been rude and bratty, but it did not look good for Ambrose to attack her as the host.

Ambrose lowered his head in remorse, saying in a low voice, "Father, I know I shouldn't have done that."

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