Ralph didn’t faze; he was accustomed to such treatment, a norm growing up on the streets of Vernice. He resisted the urge to retaliate, knowing it wouldn't be right to mishandle a woman. Plus, he didn’t want to escalate the situation and hurt Diana further. He chose to let it go, understanding the dynamics of his life so far in the Summers mansion. So, he wiped his face with his palm.“Do you have more disrespect to show me? Get out and never come back here!” Lady Margarita demanded, her anger unabated.On impulse, Diana went on her knees, attempting to salvage the situation. “Please don’t be angry. He will apologize, granny,” she pleaded, pulling Ralph down to kneel beside her.Reluctantly, for the sake of Diana, Ralph knelt and apologized. The room fell silent, waiting for Lady Margarita's reaction.“Are you just going to kneel there like a dumb head?” Lady Margarita demanded, her stern gaze fixed on Ralph.“I apologize,” Ralph muttered, almost indistinctly.“For what?” Lady Margari
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