The Hero

Chapter 119 Uncle Arthur At The Door

Ciara's heart is devoted to Javier. It was firm, firm, his.

He has nothing to ask for. All he wants is to be with Javier. To enjoy being protected by Javier forever, but not in a brother-sister way.

He just wants to be with Javier forever.

That's why even after being rejected, he just wanted to think about this longer with Javier. However, just when he wanted to do this, one only had to ruin the moment with irritating rant, and one that was extremely shrill at that moment.

Makes Ciara upset. He could tell by his voice alone that it was Uncle Arthur, aka Sigmund's father, aka the most useless man on the entire island.

Arthur Kersey was named after a legendary king who was truly revered by the people, so Zephiel probably hoped his son would lead the country to king-like glory in the past. However, Arthur who is “lower” must have grown up ignoring his father's wishes, because instead of being King Arthur, he's just a bastard King.

Arthur's been a little jerk even since he was young. In fact, her jerkish demeanor overcame her son's attitude. He never got better as he grew up. He is a hedonist who loves to drink and party, and he never misses an opportunity to violate a woman who catches his attention and unfortunately interests him.

Arthur Kersey is not like a king. For someone who loves to fuck women, his "screw" isn't particularly impressive. It's bad enough that a handful of its victims sometimes wonder if they've actually been violated, because they don't feel much.

Marjorie might as well be one of those women. That would explain why Javier and Ciara had seen Marjorie accidentally playing with her son's toys while exercising. Now, it was a man with a lot of assets from head to toe.

Javier did not waste a second to stand up and walk towards the entrance. He had just managed to get close to his uncle when Arthur raised his hand and swung it at Javier's cheek with explosive fury.

Javier leaned back slightly and avoided the slap. The momentum of the swing caused Arthur to fall forward slightly, and he stumbled slightly before falling face down.

Javier chuckled and lit a cigarette. “Wah, wow! Easy! You're forty years old, Uncle Arthur. It's not good for you to be so impulsive. ”

A very thin Arthur struggles to keep his balance before re-provoking Javier. “Oh, at least someone remembers me his uncle. Continues to? You obviously have no respect for the older people! If you did, then why would you beat up your Auntie?!

“You beat up a guest, twerp. Is it already registered in your dense skull, punk ?! ”

Javier took a sip of his cigarette and exhaled smoke as he replied, "You mean, I should have defeated Sigmund instead?"

"How dare you!" Arthur growled, seething before getting angry, “I asked Sigmund about the thing you accused him of doing, you son of a bitch. He said he didn't say the things you accused him of saying! That's a false accusation!”

Javier chuckles. He turned to Ciara, who was listening from inside the mansion, and shouted, “Cici? Where's your dashboard camera? Show that old sky fox to me, will you? Let's see how the wrinkled bastard will handle it. ”

Wrinkles b*stard? This Jack*ss insulted his own father right in front of him?!

"That's your grandfather you called a name!"

Javier. “Hey, don't pin this on me. It wasn't me who called Grandpa—it was your son. The proof is in dashcam.” He turned back to the house and called again. “Quick, Cici! Bring the tape to that wrinkled b*stard!”

Still, crafty excitement sparkled in his eyes as he took on the role his crafty brother had given him in this ruse. "okay! I'm coming, I'm coming! I copied it to my phone and I'm going to Grandpa's house now!”

Ciara was pacing the path leading to the entrance as if she was excited to show the tape. This surprises Arthur, who knows enough of his son to know that he cannot shout colorful words about anyone. What he did not expect was that his son's stupid mistake would be recorded!

As Ciara passes by, Arthur stops her. “What are you doing, Cici? You were always the wisest of the bunch, right? So why did you make such a bad decision today? You know that if you take that to your grandfather, he'll know about this ... feuds among his grandchildren, right?

“It would have been bad enough if they were punished for it, but it would have been worse if your sister's brutality towards her aunt was exposed, right? Grandpa won't be nice to her when she learns that!”

Arthur even managed to make it sound as if he cared about his nephew!

Since there was nothing on Ciara's phone, she accepted the offer to back away from the ruse by pretending to be sober. "Oh my God, you're right!" he shouted, nodding before running back inside.

Now that he had the upper hand, Javier turned to Arthur. “So, Uncle. Is there anything else?"

"There's another one?! The violence towards your aunt has not even been dealt with, and now you are asking if there is 'the other one' as if it is all cool?! You really think that's all? ” He exploded, his face turning blue in anger. He trained his trembling fingers and accused Javier as he shouted, “You slumped! You dickhead! You slumped sh *tbag! How can this family gene produce jack*ss like you?!”

Javier gave his uncle the most haughty grin. “I am the fruit of the seed of your brother, Uncle, and the act of nurturing your sister-in-law. Hiya! Turns out, even your own pops seem to like me a lot, right? What's problem? Does the truth hurt your feelings? You were supposed to kill me when I was a baby, Uncle Arthur! You missed your chance, and it's too late now!”

Arthur comes to seek justice, but as it turns out, all he gets is his own growing humiliation and anger. At this point, he had nothing more to shout at Javier, so with one last furious move, he stormed away.

Javier watched the man's figure grow smaller in the distance. Meanwhile, his mocking smile died and faded away

He returned to his mansion, where Ciara commented, “You know, Javy, if I'm really honest, Uncle Arthur might be very hostile sometimes, but he's not rotten to the point. And I kind of felt sorry for her because Aunt Marjorie was basically having an affair. We became so terrible at being hostile towards him like that, didn't we? ”

Ciara always had a soft heart, but other than compassion, she had a point.

Javier instinctively ruffled his hair. “Without me shaking things up like jack*ss, who will make sure your life on the island is trouble-free? You know they come to you every day. That cunning fox might like you, but he won't keep an eye on you on the island every day. The b*stards also do not use fraudulent schemes, and they will make sure that in the end you are wrong. When you have such a neighbor .. of course it's my job to teach them a lesson they will never forget! I'll make them remember that Ciara Kersey is my sister, and if anyone dares to touch you while I'm gone, I'll come back and rampage!"

Realizing that Javier is doing all this for her sake makes Ciara move. He knew he wasn't the type to cause trouble and his actions were incompatible with his character, but he didn't think the reason was his well-being.

“Aww, Javy..” exclaimed Ciara, wrapping his arm around Javy's elbow before leaning his head against Javy's shoulder. Javier rubbed his forehead with his cheek lovingly before laughing. “Alright, let's get something to eat. I'm hungry and I haven't tasted your cooking in a long time.”

Ciara jumped up in excitement and pulled her into the dining room.

Javier got up from his seat and glanced over his shoulder at the gate, where Arthur was already a point in the distance. He considered the man's rampaging footsteps and the storming footsteps and wondered if he really understood his uncle as well as he thought.