Chapter 539
"Oh, you're Nancy Fisher, aren't you? You're the reason this rascal threw a drunken fit and humiliated our family!"
I turned around and saw a bulky figure marching up to me. He was a man in his 60s with graying sideburns. His square jaw looked imposing, and he stood there like a family patriarch.
I assumed he was Mr. Fernandez Senior.
"Mr. Fernandez Senior, she's Ms. Fisher, and she's here to visit Mr. Jonah," the maid politely introduced me to Mr. Fernandez Senior.
He briefly glanced at me, looking stern and displeased. "And what are you here for?"
"How are you, Mr. Fernandez Senior? I'm Nancy Fisher, and I'm here today to offer an apology." I had come prepared. In the face of his wrath, I carried myself humbly.
"Like what you said, Jonah threw a drunken fit because of me. Since everything started because of me, I should take his place and receive the punishment."
Mr. Fernandez Senior was astonished; he clearly hadn't expected me to say that. The maid stared at me with newfoun

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