Chapter 559

When Ethan finished, the room fell into heavy silence. Grace, though stunned, showed a hint of understanding. Dorothea's face had gone rigid, her lips pressed together, and Zachary stood motionless, saying nothing. Then, without warning, Donovan slammed his fist into Ethan's face. The blow came so suddenly and so hard that Ethan, older and slower, staggered back several steps before collapsing to the floor. The sight left everyone else reeling in alarm, their faces drained of color. But Donovan's fury didn't stop there. Consumed by rage, he lunged forward and kicked Ethan—once, twice—before Zachary and Adrian rushed in to pull him away. Dorothea had never witnessed anything like it. Her face drained of color as she stood trembling, torn between rushing to Ethan's aid or calming Donovan before he lost control completely. Grace was livid. "He's your brother! Look at what you've done to him! Are you even human? Were you trying to kill him?" "Enough, Don! Calm down!" Dorothea cried.