Chapter 1768 A Feast For The Eyes

• “So what?” Bastien looked at him coldly. “Just because you've raised someone, does it mean you can abuse them? Do you think we're still living in a feudal society? We're living in a socialist society where everyone is equal. What gives you the right to mistreat others? To put it mildly, your daughter's actions are malicious. To put it bluntly, they are illegal! Do you really believe that just because you've raised someone, you have the right to freely abuse and mistreat them? Do you think your daughter's actions are without fault?”
• “No, that's not what I meant,” Jedediah hastily clarified, “Xaviera has a bad temper, and I've scolded her countless times. I'm just as clueless. I had no idea she would go to such extremes. Had I known earlier about her outrageous actions, I would have definitely chastised her. What I'm trying to say is, after all, Waylon was brought up in our household. Back then, it was me who personally brought him home from the orphanage. I still remember that the orphanage where Waylon used to live was an isolated one. The children there were always hungry and cold, and the head of the orphanage and the teachers were irresponsible. They turned a blind eye even when the older kids bullied the younger ones. When I saw Waylon, he was frighteningly thin, practically skin and bones, and was also running a high fever. Had it not been for my intervention, he might have been long gone. He—”
• “Enough, no more,” Bastien interrupted impatiently, waving his hand to cut off the speech. “So what you're saying is, you saved his life, raised him, and now he owes you his loyalty? Even if your daughter abuses him, he isn't allowed to complain, is that it?”