Chapter 11 Are You Worthy
Gideon looked away and lowered his gaze. He spotted something Nancy had left behind on the car seat.
Not long after Nancy entered her office, someone barged in.
Fergus‘ face was dark with anger, while her assistant, Hannah, looked apologetic. “Ms. Moore, I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop him from barging in. I’ll get security now!”
“It’s fine. You may leave now,” Nancy said calmly.
After Hannah left, Fergus strode over to Nancy and grabbed her collar. Gritting his teeth, he snarled, “Do you think you can provoke Raine just because you’re my biological sister? Who gave you the confidence to do so, huh?”
He tried to lift Nancy up, but to his surprise, she didn’t move an inch.
Nancy shot him a calm look. “Did Raine instruct you to cause trouble for me?”
“Cause trouble? I’m here to teach you a lesson!” Fergus‘ gaze turned menacing and cold. “Apologize to Raine right now. Then tell Ms. Jackson this is all your scheme!”
“What if I refuse to apologize?” Nancy remained indifferent.
“You refuse to apologize? I’ll make sure you lose your job here!” Fergus tried to lift Nancy again, only to find that she wouldn’t budge.
He had no idea she was this heavy.
With that realization, he swung a fist toward her shoulder.
Nancy’s expression turned icy as she caught Fergus‘ fist easily. In the next instant, a sharp twist had him screaming in pain.
“Ow!” Fergus felt as though his hand was broken.
He glanced down to see his hand hanging limply by his side.
Fergus‘ eyes turned red immediately. He released his grip on her collar and held his broken hand. “You bitch! I’m your brother. How could you be this ruthless to me?”
“Brother?”
Two voices rang out at the same time.
Nancy knitted her brows and gazed at the man walking into her office. Clad in a black shirt and black trousers, he looked every bit the refined but intimidating gentleman he was.
Gideon? Why was he here?
The moment Fergus spotted Gideon, his expression changed slightly.
Gideon’s presence alone radiated unmistakable authority.
“Who are you?” Fergus demanded, a flicker of hostility rising within him.
Fergus was almost six feet tall and was by no means short, but the man before him seemed to be more than six feet tall. Facing him, Fergus felt an invisible pressure bearing down on himself.
Gideon’s lips curved into a smirk. “Brother? You think you’re worthy of being her brother?”
Fergus‘ expression changed. “I know. He’s your sugar daddy, right? That’s why you managed to become the skincare department’s manager at Duran Corporation?”
“Mm”
Gideon’s punch landed right on Fergus‘ face, causing the latter to nearly crash to the ground. He barely managed to stay upright, covering his face as the metallic taste of blood filled his mouth. He could sense that one of his teeth had come loose.
Fury twisted inside Fergus. “Do you know who I am? I’m from the Lidell family, and our family collaborates closely with the Moore family. How dare you punch me? Do you have a death wish?”
Despite his anger, Fergus dared not retaliate by hitting Gideon, as he knew he wasn’t Gideon’s match.
The disdain in Gideon’s eyes grew. “Get lost. If I catch you bothering Nancy again, I won’t let you off this easily.”
Fergus clenched his jaw, ready to curse, but the sight of Gideon’s icy gaze made him stop. He strode off quickly, muttering, curses under his breath.
After leaving the office, he ran into someone he knew.
“Fergie? What happened to you?” A woman with curly hair stared at him in shock.
