#Chapter 294: Making Enemies

"Let go of me," I demanded, trying to pry my wrist from Mr. Fitzgerald's firm grip, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and defiance. His grip tightened, cutting off my words, and his voice was low and venomous. "You. Stay away from my daughter." The weight of his words hit me like a sledgehammer. I tried to pull away, but his hold remained unyielding, his gaze unwavering and full of warning. "I-I don't understand," I managed to utter. "You've caused enough trouble," he continued, his voice laced with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. "I won't have you disrupting my family any further." "Mr. Fitzgerald, please," I pleaded, my voice tinged with desperation. "I just want to—" "Stop shoving your nose where it doesn't belong, young lady!" His gaze bore into mine, his expression hardened with resolve. Before I could muster a response, Timothy stepped forward and stood in between us. He reached out and pried Mr. Fitzgerald’s hand away from my wrist as he looked him in t