Behind the man followed an assistant, and four bodyguards protected him from both sides.

Awed by his kingly air, those in the villa involuntarily made way, kept their heads low, and didn't utter a sound.

No one had expected the Crown Prince of Sunderland and the noble son of Lambert Family would suddenly show up.

As soon as he entered the yard, Barry heard the whipping sound and considered it his hallucination.

Who would use whips in modern times?

"Boss, it's Miss Yeates."

Tony Quain spoke in a shocking voice.

Barry abruptly halted his steps, stood there, raised his head, and saw the tragic scene in the living room.

A scraggy girl was pressed to the floor by the bodyguards. Next to them stood a man whipping her mercilessly on the back. Although she wore a black dress, profuse blood on her back could be seen.

Next to him stood a bunch of people who were watching the fun. As the girl who just lost her parents was abused by her uncle, the corners of those people curved up.

Although Barry had seen much of life, he couldn't help frowning, and the fierce air about him prevailed.

"Boss, how about I go and deal with it?"

Tony had been following Barry for years. At a glance, he knew the man was pissed.

Before Barry could speak, there came a screech of urgent braking from behind.

He glanced back. Hardly before the car stopped completely, a pretty girl fashionably dressed hurried off.

Barry raised his hand, "That won't be necessary."

"Mary." Stella Sherwood rushed into the yard and caught the scene in the living room. Simmering with rage, she waved her hand and shouted, "Save her."

Follow her words, Stella rushed in first, "Son of bitch, get out of my way. How dare you bully Mary! Do you have a death wish?"

Menacingly Stella and her men broke in. Her bodyguards saved Mary while Stella snatched the whip from Talbot.

Behind Stella followed another man dressed in a blue suit. He had an angular face, blue eyes, a Roman nose, and perfect lips. This man looked handsome in every aspect.

"Cousin?" Quentin Sherwood was surprised to see Barry, "Won't you go and save her?"

"Hmm."

Without looking at the man, Barry hummed faintly.

Quentin tittered and then strode in.

The Sherwoods was also a notable family in Sunderland and bound with Lambert Family through marriage.

Stella and Mary were classmates. They had been best friends since childhood.

"Mary, are you alright?"

Stella reached out to support Mary and found her back covered with blood. The blood clotted and stuck to her clothes.

Under a dozen of thrashing, Mary got clouded consciousness. Her pretty lips were bitten broken and covered with blood.

She tried to collect herself and smiled faintly at Stella, "Thank god, you arrive in time, otherwise, I'd be dead."

Worried that she couldn't deal with Talbot's family, Mary texted Stella beforehand. At the critical moment, her close friend stood out.

"Easy, don't talk."

Miss Sherwood supported Mary to sit down. Waving the whip in her hand, she pointed at those members of Yeates Family and cursed, "What, you are bullying Mary since she is all alone?"

"How dare you use the whip, Talbot, you old fool! You even beat your own niece? You'd better be a man!"

Stella itched to hit them.

Since Mary was unable to fight anymore, she had to recline on the sofa and watch the battle.