My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 1178

Dennis looked scared, but he still held his head high and shouted, “No! Not unless you promise me, Grandpa!”

Kevin’s face was starting to turn red. He nodded, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Oh, great. This is what I taught you? To be stubborn and shameless?”

He signaled for the others to come help pull Dennis away.

Dennis, of course, wasn’t about to give in. He twisted and dodged, clinging to Kevin’s arm for dear life. His grip was so tight that Kevin nearly lost his balance.

Watching the tension rise, Amelia stepped in. “Grandpa, Dennis, what are you two doing?”

Dennis, still clinging to Kevin and half hiding behind him, glanced up at Amelia with a pout but stayed silent.

Kevin pressed his fingers to his forehead and spoke with a cold edge. “He’s throwing a fit. Can’t you see?”

The butler and a few housekeepers stood around, ready to step in, but Dennis was slippery, darting around Kevin and making it impossible for anyone to catch him. The staff just stood there, looking lost.

Dennis ducked under Kevin’s arm and started pleading. “Grandpa, please, just help me. Please.”

Kevin’s expression was so dark that Amelia felt a chill run through her. Her heart pounded. She took a careful step forward. “Grandpa, Dennis doesn’t mean it. He just misses Mom. Please, don’t hit him.”

Kevin let out a cold snort. “If I don’t teach him a lesson today, he’s never going to stop. This will just get worse.”

Kevin’s face went from angry to furious. Amelia, seeing where this was headed, silently wished Dennis luck and hurried upstairs, disappearing into her room to avoid the fallout.

Dennis remembered a cartoon he’d watched once, where the heroes were knocked down by the final boss, only to remember the people they loved and find new strength to fight back. In his mind, he was the hero now, and Grandpa was the big bad villain. His mom was the one he had to save.

With that memory fueling him, Dennis felt braver. He was the star of this story, and Grandpa was just another bad guy to beat.

He could almost taste victory.

So he kept screaming, convinced that sooner or later, his voice would win and Grandpa would have to give in.