Chapter 272

"Honey! I'm the one being hit, I'm the one suffering here! Even if Elizabeth's reputation takes a hit, you'll still help fix it later. What, do you want her to beat me to death right now?" Fiona clung tightly to Andrew Prescott's arm, completely stunned by what she just heard. Whatever was going through Andrew's head, he suddenly shoved Fiona away. "Fiona, I'm telling you—enough with the drama!" Fiona froze in place. Drama? He thought she was just throwing a tantrum? Everything she did was for him! For Andrew Prescott! In this whole Prescott family, he was the one getting the least out of it. Just look at the other three sons—none of them ended up like Andrew. He was the eldest, yet it was Alexander who inherited the family business. And as for the rest, even without the family's help, they all made names for themselves in their own fields. But Andrew? He was only running a small business, and let's be honest—he didn't have much talent there either. Their status in the Prescott family