Chapter 97 Dispute With The Family

My father's raised hand was fixed in mid-air by William, and he looked at William's face full of anger in amazement, "If you dare to move her, just try it, I don't mind cutting off this hand directly!" " The intense pressure that emanated from William stunned my father, who could only choose to submit in the face of a member of the royal family of superior blood. He looked at me with an appeal, and I turned away from him.