Chapter 283 Tension in the Air

• Once again, Stanley looked at Melinda coldly, and Melinda bit her lip. She held her children close to her, the longing within her almost bursting. She was close to crying but she held it in. She refused to lose composure.
• Stanley turned to look at Mervin. "And who do you think you are?" The look in his eyes spoke of disdain. "You have no right to order my children around. You are but their uncle. Half uncle, if I may add."
• He remembers?