Chapter 1157

Jane watched the legion of her brothers filing out of the study with the air of men heading into battle. Her eyelid twitched involuntarily. Unable to contain herself, she grabbed the sleeve of the last one passing by. "Brother Jordan, even you’re going?" Jordan, still flaunting his scruffy beard and a tragically outdated middle-part haircut, looked more like a washed-up street punk than a member of the distinguished Wallace family. But with his naturally striking features, even that disheveled look gave off a certain dangerous charm. He tossed his overgrown bangs with a self-satisfied grin. "Of course! Who dares to smear your name, Jane? I'm gonna show them exactly what happens when someone messes with our little sister!" He swaggered off like a man on a mission. Then came Bryan, his pace purposeful. Jane blinked, caught off guard again. "Bryan? You too?" "Hell yes," he muttered, cracking his knuckles ominously. His long-retired fighter’s instincts were practically vibrating with antic