Chapter 251: Elena Ward Was About to Step Forward and Lay Everything Bare

Elena Ward was about to step forward and lay everything bare, if only to spare her sister the constant anxiety.

But she was a second too late.

"Nolan!"

"Son!"

Two furious voices exploded simultaneously. Elena looked up to see two figures charging out from the woods near the dam.

She rubbed her temples and covered her face in resignation.

Well, this was just perfect. Caught red-handed.

"Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?" Nolan Brooks instinctively shielded Rose Jackson behind him.

"Nolan, get your ass home right now!" Walter Brooks bellowed.

"Dad—"

"If you don't leave this instant, I'll break your legs!" Walter trembled with rage. "I'll disown you!"

Elena, still hidden, clicked her tongue.

This was about to get messy.

"Dad, since you've seen it all, I won't lie." Nolan straightened his back. "I love Rose. I want to marry her."

Slap!

A sharp crack echoed as Walter's palm struck Nolan's face.

Elena winced. That slap held nothing back—Walter was truly unhinged.

"Nolan, don't provoke your father! Come home with me!" Mrs. Eleanor Brooks hurried forward to pull her son away.

Nolan yanked his arm free. "Dad, you can beat me to death today, but I'm still marrying Rose!" His jaw set, unmovable.

Father and son stood locked in a standoff.

Rose Jackson gently tugged Nolan's sleeve. "You should go back with your parents first..."

"Shut your mouth!" Walter suddenly roared. "You divorced woman, luring my son out in the dead of night! No wonder the Jacksons threw you out—you're nothing but a siren!"

Rose Jackson's tears fell instantly.

"Dad!" Nolan pulled her into his arms. "I pursued her! If you want to curse someone, curse me!"

Walter heaved ragged breaths, his eyes bloodshot.

"Mark my words—as long as I live, this siren will never set foot in the Brooks household!"

"Walter!" Eleanor intervened. "Let's discuss this at home!"

She turned to Rose Jackson. "You should go. We... need to think things through."

Rose Jackson gently pushed Nolan away. "Go home." Her voice was barely audible.

The moment she turned, her tears finally broke free.

She ran as if fleeing a monster, her steps unsteady.

Elena followed silently, her heart wrenching at the sight of her sister's stumbling figure.

Her sister—always so kind, always so heartbreaking.

This storm was only just beginning.