SWNOVELS Chapter 274: Clarification
After uttering those words, Justin walked to the doorway, no longer looking back at the two. The four bodyguards immediately took action, first lifting Tristan from his wheelchair and then grabbing Mr. Thatcher.
As the strong men approached him, Tristan burst into curses, "Justin, what are you doing, you beast! After what you did to my daughter, now you want to throw us out too? You think because I'm disabled, I can't do anything? You're shameless." The bodyguards placed Tristan in the hallway and began to pack up their belongings, throwing out everything related to them. Tristan continued to yell, and Mr. Thatcher, red-faced with anger, also cursed Justin loudly, attracting the neighbors to come out and watch the commotion.
Justin watched indifferently, showing no signs of softening as Mr. Thatcher ranted to the neighbors, "Do you all see? This is my son. He molested his little niece, and now he's throwing us out. He's afraid we'll reveal his vile acts." Tristan chimed in, "Justin, you've gone too far! How can you drive out your own father, you rotten soul. If I weren't disabled, believe me, I'd slap you hard, you beast." Despite their insults, Justin remained silent, just coldly observing the two.
Soon, everything belonging to the Thatcher family was packed up. One of the bodyguards said, "Mr. Hann, we'll help you move them outside the building." "Thank you, that would be helpful," Justin expressed his gratitude.
The bodyguards proceeded, one pushing Tristan, two supporting Mr. Thatcher, and another carrying the luggage, as they moved them out one after the other.
In the hallway, Tristan and Mr. Thatcher continued their verbal barrage, drawing even more spectators.
As Justin approached the door of the building, the crowd grew, casting strange looks and whispering among themselves. Unable to bear it any longer, Justin spoke up, "Wait, put them down for a moment."
At his command, the bodyguards released Tristan and Mr. Thatcher. This gave Mr. Thatcher the chance to lunge at Justin, only to be restrained by the bodyguards in time.
"You scoundrel, you think you can turn the world upside down? You even want to throw us out? You've got some nerve. I'm an old man, your father, just how dare you," Mr. Thatcher shouted.
Tristan also yelled, "Justin, you will face retribution. Let everyone judge this heartless man. My daughter is so young, and he laid his hand on her. Now we've sued him, and he's enraged and wants to throw us out. He did it all just because he thinks we are frail and weak. He's nothing but a beast."
"Have you said enough?" Justin's voice was unusually calm as he stared at the two men, then swept his gaze over the onlookers. "Everyone, I'm Justin Hann. I believe you've seen plenty in the news about me these last few days. They say I did some astonishingly inappropriate things to my little niece. I swear to God, none of it is true. If I lie, may I be struck by a car the moment I step outside."
Justin's declaration, however, wasn't enough. Clearing his name would require evidence, not baseless words.
Justin continued, "I'm an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. The hardships I've endured to get to where I am today would take days and nights to recount. I've always longed for a family, for relatives, which is why I've spent years searching for them. Just a few months ago, I found them and brought them to the capital..."
As he spoke, Justin's voice choked up slightly, and his eyes reddened. Being a sensitive person, discussing these matters naturally upset him.
"Everyone knows how hard it is to survive in the capital. I'm a new lawyer, with not a high salary. Surviving here alone is feasible, but supporting a family is tough. Yet, despite these conditions, I decisively brought them here-a paralyzed brother who can't take care of himself, elderly parents, and a kindergarten-aged niece..."
Justin pulled several blood donation cards from his bag, "Do you know what these are? These are blood donation cards. When I had no money, I sold my blood to support this family. I took several part-time jobs, worked until I was hospitalized. And what were my father and brother doing? They were sucking my blood, trying to destroy me, all because they wanted more money to buy a villa back home. The first time I refused them, they accused me of molesting my niece."