Chapter 317

"Samantha, I think there's probably been some kind of misunderstanding. Please, don’t get so worked up." Smack! Linda King’s palm struck Margaret Anderson’s face without warning. She was absolutely fuming. "Margaret Anderson, what kind of son did you raise?! Just look at what he's done! Today, I want an explanation—either you give me one, or I swear I’ll call the cops. I mean it! I’ll have that monster locked up!" Margaret knew her son might’ve done something wrong, but now wasn’t the time to argue. She just silently took the slap. At that moment, Jason Harrington had already gotten dressed. Stepping forward, he shielded his mom behind him with an arm. "You got a problem? Bring it to me. Don’t go hitting my mom." "Oh, yeah? Then I’ll deal with you right now!" Linda growled, going straight for Jason. But Jason grabbed her wrist mid-swing. "Not everyone’s here to play punching bag for you," he said coldly. "Jason Harrington!" she shouted, her voice cracked with fury. "That’s enough!" Nat