Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling-Chapter 116: In Need of a Strategist

As the eldest son, Felix Thorne held absolute authority in the family; his word even carried more weight than Byron Thorne’s. But he had a fiery temper and couldn’t tolerate the slightest injustice, which was why he was now ready to lead his brothers into a major confrontation.

While his actions stemmed from concern for his younger sister, Phoebe Thorne, his good intentions were leading him down the wrong path. Felix Thorne had courage in spades, but he lacked careful foresight.

Byron Thorne was more thoughtful, but he was short-sighted, often focusing only on immediate, petty gains. For example, he had taken five hundred yuan from the Hawthorne family but failed to look after the mother and son properly. This caused the Hawthornes to harbor a deep resentment toward the Thornes, which was the main reason for their family’s decline.

Raina was even less of a person to count on. Felix Thorne had inherited his explosive temper directly from her. While other matters could be discussed calmly, the moment her own daughter was bullied, Raina wanted nothing more than to grab a kitchen knife and charge over to the Chapman’s to start hacking away.

’So, none of the decision-makers in the Thorne family have a level head. Rushing over to cause a scene like this will never work. They need a strategist—someone who can command the situation, who has a sharp mind and a silver tongue.’

’But who could they find?’

Tang Xiaonan’s head ached from thinking so hard, but for the life of her, she couldn’t come up with a suitable strategist. Most of the villagers were farmers. They were great at manual labor, but few were any good when it came to brainpower.

"Dad, that old witch is a real actress. She was vicious when she yelled at me, but the moment someone else showed up, she’d start smiling."

Tang Xiaonan demonstrated Mrs. Chapman’s "face-changing" technique. Aside from her chubby, childish face, which made the performance hilarious, her acting was remarkably lifelike. Although Felix Thorne and the others were still furious, they couldn’t help but laugh.

Goldie Thorne laughed and said, "That old hag is just like that. She changes faces faster than you can flip a page. Incredibly cunning. And the old man, who always looks like he has one foot in the grave? He’s sinister. That whole family is sinister."

Tang Xiaonan nodded vigorously. Her uncle’s summary was spot-on. The Chapmans were malicious little schemers, hiding daggers behind their honeyed words.

Phoebe Huxley slammed a hand on the table, rattling the plates and dishes. "I don’t care who they are, they can’t get away with bullying my little girl! We’ll see what’s tougher—her acting or my fists!"

"And my fists, too! I’ll beat the hell out of them!" Howard Thorne cursed angrily.

Jim Thorne made a fist as well. His fists weren’t just for show, either. ’They dare bully my aunt and my little sister? Hmph, tomorrow I’ll go and end those dogs from the Chapman family!’

Felix Thorne looked with satisfaction at his three tall, sturdy sons. They were almost grown men, and every one of them was strong. ’In the future, they’ll be the pillars of the Thorne family,’ he thought, ’and more importantly, they’ll be a rock for my daughter to lean on.’

"Get to bed early tonight. We’re leaving early tomorrow morning."

With that one sentence, Felix Thorne settled the matter. The plan to storm the Chapman’s house was set. In a panic, Tang Xiaonan cried out, "Dad, I want to go too!"

’I can’t think of a strategist in time, so I’ll just have to go myself. If the family goes too far, I’ll have to stop them, even if it means throwing a tantrum on the ground.’ But—

"You stay home and play, Xiaonan. It’s no fun over there. I’ll bring you back some meat buns when I get back."

Felix Thorne, who usually doted on his daughter and granted her every wish, was uncharacteristically firm this time. He wouldn’t yield, no matter how much Tang Xiaonan wheedled. ’Tomorrow isn’t a social call,’ he thought. ’There might be bloodshed. I can’t let my daughter get scared.’

Tang Xiaonan pouted in discouragement, her heart burning with anxiety. ’I’m still too young. My family dotes on me, but they won’t listen to me when it comes to important matters. What am I going to do now?’

’In the book, the Thorne family’s confrontation didn’t happen for several more years. But now, because of me, they’re going to war ahead of schedule. Not only have I failed to change Phoebe Thorne’s terrible fate, I’ve actually made the storm arrive sooner!’

A knock came from outside. Jim Thorne went to open the door.

"What are you doing here?"

Jim Thorne’s tone was hostile.