Beatrice did not insist any further, but just nodded and replied softly, “Okay.”
Harold might not have planned to let her go so easily tonight and after Will left, he sent Viola away.
He easily pulled off Beatrice’s suit jacket at the entrance of his house and punched the wall.
“The Dolton Family can’t afford to support you and can’t afford to buy you a coat, right? You’re going to wear someone else’s!”
“Beatrice, what is the third rule of the house? Recite it to me!”
Beatrice lowered her head and said in a good manner, “No dating during college.”
Harold’s face was filled with anger, but his low voice was still unhappy.
“What did you promise me at the beginning? What does it mean now? You made a mistake knowingly?”
He had never been so angry before and Beatrice was frightened and took a breath.
She carefully tugged at his collar, her face full of innocence.
“But, brother, I graduated a week ago.”
Harold was stunned at first, then his heart sank suddenly and he pressed Beatrice’s shoulders tightly.
“Okay, you always have an excuse. Then tell me, the Dolton Family has never lacked you for food and clothing, so why do you want to be a tutor to make money?”
He approached step by step and pressed.