MADAM WINTERS’S FIGHT FOR HER CHILDREN CHAPTER 1225

“Bring me the mace. I need to punish you according to our house rules.”

Harold was stunned when he heard this. He lifted his head abruptly. “G-George…”

Colin brought out a quaint box and took out a huge mace. It was so huge that it looked like it could crush someone’s bones.

“Harold, you disobeyed me, secretly brought Grapie back to Cairnstan, made Mel keep this a secret with you, got her involved with the Craig family, and got into such huge trouble. Tell me, do you deserve this punishment?”

George said each word with immense force. As he spoke, his voice became as cold as ice.

Harold shuddered as his face turned extremely pale.

This was his first time seeing George get so mad.

Currently, George held the most authority in the Winters family. He was the head of the Winters family. Material © of .

Harold was unable to refute his words.

Even though his eyes were filled with fear, he gritted his teeth and said, “Yes, I do!”

“Thirty strokes for him,” Harold commanded.

“Sir…” Colin looked at him in resignation with a pleading gaze.

‘Sir Harold will be barely alive after thirty strokes!’

George looked at him coldly, scaring Colin so much that he became silent.

No one dared to persuade George when he was angry. They could not withstand his imposing aura.

A man who specialized in the internal criminal law of the Craig family stepped forward, picked up the mace, and hit it hard on Harold’s back.

Harold’s body quivered. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

The rest of the people in the mansion looked away. They could not bear to see this cruel scene.

However, Harold did not feel the pain that he was prepared to embrace.

A slender figure rushed in front of him and blocked his back.

He opened his eyes in surprise, and his expression changed instantly.

George, who was sitting at the desk, stood up abruptly. His expression changed. “Grapie!”

“Ahh!”

Ninian shrieked at the same time as the muffled noise made by the mace as soon as it hit her flesh. The noise echoed in the main hall.

The entire mansion turned chaotic.

Harold stood up and held her. She closed his eyes in pain as sweat dripped from her forehead.

George rushed over and half-knelt beside Ninian.

“Doctor! Call the doctor!”

The executioner panicked and tossed his mace away. Colin ran around shouting, “Quick, call the doctor! Something happened to Ms. Winters!”

Everyone in the mansion was devastated.

“Grapie, why did you do this to yourself?” Harold teared up and said, “My skin is thick. I can stand the pain. Your body is too fragile for this.”

“Where did it hurt? Did you hurt your bone? It’s all my fault. I’m sorry! Please don’t scare me like this!” George looked guilty.

Ninian breathed painfully as she looked at George and Harold and shook her head.

“Please… don’t punish Hal. It’s my fault…”

She tried to speak. Her lips were moving, but no sound came out of her mouth.

George’s expression changed. “What’s the matter? What happened?”

Harold seemed to remember something and exclaimed, Everett… It must be because of Everett! She has not been able to speak after she saw him falling off the balcony!”

Ninian had lost her voice.

Soon, the family doctor arrived.

Ninian was sent back to her room to get treated. Harold’s punishment could no longer be carried out.