The butler standing by understood the situation and gave a signal to the subordinates. Those people received the order and started approaching Raina North. Dante Drake immediately got tense and was about to rush forward to protect Raina North. However, before he could move, Elias Hawthorne had already pulled Raina North into his arms, shielding her tightly. This scene stung Claire Lowell’s eyes. No matter how many times she saw it, she still felt like she was in agony. With tears brimming in her eyes, she said, "Nameless, are you determined to protect this woman?" Ragnar Raines finally couldn’t hold back any longer: "Nameless, are you really going to disregard everything for the provocation of an outsider?" "She is not just any woman, nor is she an outsider," Elias Hawthorne said coldly. "I’ve already said, she is my wife, the mistress of the Dark Tower. If anyone dares to disrespect her, don’t blame me for being unkind!" Elias Hawthorne’s aura poured out, intimidating those subordinates who didn’t dare to make a move. But Claire Lowell couldn’t control her temper, and she screamed and lunged at Raina North. Then, Elias Hawthorne unhesitatingly kicked her aside, watching Claire Lowell’s tear-filled, grief-stricken eyes, and said lightly, "I said anyone! Miss Lowell, if you dare to offend again, don’t blame me for dealing with you according to the rules of the Dark Tower." Ragnar Raines was enraged: "Nameless! You’ve gone too far!" "Elder Ragnar Raines," Elias Hawthorne’s attitude was firm: "Miss Lowell is young and naive. As an elder, you should guide her, don’t destroy this last bit of goodwill." Ragnar Raines was momentarily stunned by Elias Hawthorne’s aura, looking at him in disbelief. But Elias Hawthorne didn’t pay any more attention to them, just lowered his eyes to look at Raina North: "Let’s go home." Raina North looked up, meeting the man’s gaze full of tenderness, and suddenly felt her heart fill with something. Originally, she stepped forward just because she didn’t want to make things difficult for Elias Hawthorne. In this arena of fame and power, it’s , as long as you don’t say things out loud, there’s room for maneuver. But Elias Hawthorne didn’t... That’s right, she had misunderstood. Elias Hawthorne was never that kind of man. Thinking back, since the moment she married Elias Hawthorne, he had always protected her. Raina North suddenly felt happy and proactively took Elias Hawthorne’s large hand: "Alright, let’s go home." The two walked away hand in hand, with Dante Drake leading a group of Dark Tower members following behind to guard them. Claire Lowell stared hard at their backs, her eyes full of hatred, with such redness in them, as if blood were about to seep out. Suddenly, her shoulder felt heavy, and Claire Lowell turned to see Ragnar Raines looking at her with compassion. "Uncle..." Claire Lowell choked out, tears falling uncontrollably. "Don’t cry." Ragnar Raines took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped Claire Lowell’s tears, speaking gently: "This man will definitely be yours, do you believe in Uncle, okay?" Read full story at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥 Claire Lowell nodded vigorously, saying without hesitation: "Yes, I believe in Uncle." Ragnar Raines’s expression eased a bit and he said: "Then, go back and have a good sleep now, be sure to take good care of your health, alright? So when you marry Nameless, you can conceive his child as soon as possible." Claire Lowell’s cheeks turned red all at once. Seeing Ragnar Raines’s encouraging eyes, she said softly: "I will do as Uncle says." Elias Hawthorne took Raina North to his mansion. Seeing Raina North turn to look at him, Elias Hawthorne said: "Don’t worry, everyone here is mine."