Please Give Me Another Chance, Mrs. Hamilton novel Chapter 267

Brad's brow was deeply furrowed as he faced Gigi, who was brandishing a knife.

It suddenly struck him how much they had neglected to raise Gigi.

Gigi was the youngest and a girl, so she had been pampered since birth.

Even though Gigi often had conflicts with Nadine after she entered the Hamiltons, they were just typical minor disputes between women. But to resort to violence over such petty things?

Brad wondered what she would do if faced with something serious. Would she think murder was the only solution?

Not to mention she actually said that even if she killed Nadine, the Hamiltons' power would save her from jail.

How audacious!

"Gigi, put down that knife!"

Exuding a domineering presence, Brad roared. His fierce gaze bore into Gigi and the knife she held.

Gigi's frustration boiled over as she saw her brother's anger. "Brad, I'm your sister! How can you side with a bitch and turn against me? Jean treated you so well, and you just abandoned her! After I deal with this bitch, you can openly date Jean, isn't that great? Brad, just move out of the way! I have to teach this bitch a lesson today!"

Gigi shouted as she waved the knife.

After receiving the news, the Hamiltons' bodyguards rushed in but were hesitant to intervene.

They stood two meters away, waiting for the right moment to act.

Brad's face grew darker as he heard Gigi's derogatory comments about Nadine. Grabbing a nearby potted plant, he hurled it at her.

"Who taught you to speak like that? Nadine is your sister-in-law! How can you insult her like that? Gigi, don't think I won't hit you! Put down the knife now, and I'll let you go this time!"

Although Brad wasn't fond of Nadine, hearing her getting insulted like this made him furious.

He repeatedly warned Gigi, hoping she would calm down.

Hearing Gigi scream her name in such a hysterical way, Nadine was both scared and panicked.

When she saw Gigi menacingly pointing the knife toward her, she froze. She felt an overwhelming sense of dread.

With only a hint of awareness left, she tried to dodge.

But since she was holding Sean, she couldn't move quickly.

Realizing the blade was about to pierce her, she braced herself for the pain and closed her eyes tightly.

She held Sean even closer, fearing he might get hurt in the commotion.

She was mentally prepared for the sting of the knife.

But after a moment of silent anticipation, the expected pain never came.