Lily Shaw's eyes were practically spitting fire. She rolled up her sleeves, ready to throw down at any second. "Sandra Morgan, you wanna know why your brother went home looking like a pig's head? Today I'll let you taste what it feels like to become Miss Piggy yourself!"
The Eldest Young Master Grant had been quietly listening the whole time. Even when Sandra Morgan claimed he was Lily Shaw's side piece, he didn't make a single move.
But now that his little woman was about to start swinging, it was time for him to speak up.
"Wife…" The Eldest Young Master Grant stretched out his long arm and pulled the rampaging Lily Shaw tightly into his arms. He had just opened his mouth to speak when the furious person in his embrace cut him off.
