Tsk tsk, her ex-mother-in-law sure had a toxic mouth. She had no filter at all. She wondered if Jovan would assassinate Francine the next day. After all, Jovan could get really reckless when he was crazy! Renee thought Jovan would instantly lose his temper when he heard those insulting words, but he did not react at all. His smile even deepened.

As an illegitimate child who grew up in the Hunt family, he was probably immune to these insults by now.

�Calm down, Auntie Francine. The one who should scram is you because starting from tomorrow, everything your son once owned will become mine�� As Jovan spoke, he walked downstairs. His towering and superior figure bore a little resemblance to Stefan.

He walked upto Francine with a sinister smile and arrogantly declared his ownership. �Not only will this villa belong to me, even his former wife will be mine� If you cant stand it, you�re welcome to join him in hell!�

�In your dreams��

Francine�s patience has reached its limit. She swung her hand and slapped him.

Unfortunately, Jovan, who had always obediently received the insults and beatings hurled at him, was different now. He grabbed her wrist and warned her, �Francine Milford, I advise you to accept reality. Both your sons are dead. Your era is over. The Hunt family will soon belong to me and my descendants. You think I�d still suffer your insults?�

He put a decent amount of strength into his grip. Francine seemed to be in pain and tried to break free. She cursed, �Let me go, you little bastard.

You�re just like your slut of a mother who sleeps around with men. You�re an ambitious lot but you�ll never succeed! You� Aah!�

�Don�t you dare insult my mother!�

Jovan�s eyes were cold. He put more strength into his long fingers and cruelly bent Francine�s wrist.

Francine had been living a privileged life her whole life. She had never suffered this kind of treatment before. Her face twisted from the pain.

But her mouth was still as vile as ever. She kept spouting various unpleasant words, challenging Jovan�s patience. Fearing that something more serious was going to happen, Renee immediately stepped forward to stop them. �Jovan, let go of her. She�s your aunt. This is disrespectful.�

�Hmph, have you ever seen such a cruel aunt? If she doesn�t respect me, why should I respect her?��

Jovan had no intention of letting Francine go. His eyes became increasingly cruel, as if they contained decades of accumulated anger. He looked like he was going to break Francine�s hand!

�This woman is the most arrogant and snobbish woman I�ve ever seen. In her eyes, everyone else except for her two precious sons is trash. Even though she humiliated me for years, I never thought of getting back at her, but she just had to insult my mother� I�m not venting my anger, I�m teaching her a lesson on my mother�s behalf!�

�Aah! My hand! You little bastard! You immediately start to retaliate the moment you gain a bit of power. I�ll never forgive you!� Ouch!�

Like an elementary school kid, Francine yelled at him while screaming in pain. Renee shook her head speechlessly and thought to herself, �These two are so childish�!

She placed a hand on the back of Jovan�s hand and said coldly, �Jovan, I order you to let her go. If you don�t, I�ll�� Renee thought hard about how she could intimidate the crazy man. She blurted out, �If you don�t let her go. I�ll ignore you for the rest of my life.� It was super effective.

A trace of surprise flashed across Jovan�s fierce eyes. With a surprised look on his face, he immediately let Francine go. He looked at Renee with joy and asked, �You mean, you weren�t gonna ignore me?� JrNovels.com