Ranaway From Wedding, Fell into Tycoon's Love Trap

Chapter 1195: If You Want a Fight, I’m Game

Lily Turner’s words were straightforward, and her attitude was clear. Grant Heath, standing opposite her, felt hurt, but Easton Holmes beside her was filled with joy. How adorable his wife was, he liked her more and more.

"Mr. Heath! My wife has made it clear to you, you’d better behave yourself from now on." Easton Holmes’s words were not only direct but also quite blunt, pouring oil on the fire, and Grant Heath, already angry, was instantly enraged.

Grant Heath hurried up two steps, standing in front of Easton Holmes and Lily Turner, and raised his hand to grab Easton Holmes’s collar, but his hand was swiftly slapped away.

"If you want to fight, I can oblige, but not here. We can find a place." This place was clearly not suitable for a brawl; everyone was happily having New Year’s Eve dinner, and his family was here too. He couldn’t let this brat lead him into trouble.

Easton Holmes glared at Grant Heath with a face full of warning. He didn’t wish to fight this man here, but he wasn’t afraid. If the other party dared to make a move, he definitely wouldn’t hold back.

Having his hand pushed away, Grant Heath suddenly calmed down, realizing his previous rashness.

This was a public place, and fighting like this would draw a crowd. He’d definitely be on the headlines of major media tomorrow.

Causing such a scene, she’d definitely hate him, which was not what he wanted. He wanted her to love him and to be his bride.

"Find a place, then find a place. You think I’m afraid of you? If you have guts, come with me right now." Grant Heath showed no fear, locking eyes with Easton Holmes, with even a hint of challenge in his gaze.

Seeing this situation, Lily Turner’s face changed in anger, and she shouted at Grant Heath, "Grant Heath! Are you crazy?"

A fight on New Year’s Eve? Family is waiting for them to eat reunion dinner, yet this man wants to fight her husband.

"Honey, let’s go, Grandpa is waiting for us." Worried the two men might fight, she grabbed her husband after calling to him, wanting to go upstairs to join the family who arrived earlier.

But Lily Turner couldn’t move Easton Holmes at all; her heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at him, still motionless, still eyeing Grant Heath.

The two men seemed calm but sparks in their eyes could ignite at any moment.

"Hey, bro! Goddess sister! So this is where you guys are." When the tense atmosphere was about to collapse, Athena Linton walked over from the hallway, her words joyfully drifting to them before she even reached them.

Athena Linton’s voice wasn’t purposely controlled, and as her words landed, people around turned to look over.

Lily Turner quickly bowed her head, avoiding the gazes around her. Easton Holmes noticed this and pulled her into his embrace, shielding her from being recognized.

"Why do you always startle us like that, girly?"

Athena Linton had just arrived when Easton Holmes disapprovingly reprimanded her. About to retort in bad temper, she suddenly noticed Grant Heath standing by.

Like seeing a ghost, she lifted her hand to point at Grant Heath, speaking in surprise-disjointed fragments, "You, you, aren’t you that guy?"