Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight

The Nanny looked shocked at her words and turned to Caleb hurriedly,

‘Je, oh, Monsieur, je suis tellement désolé, je ne crois pas aux châtiments corporels, elle n’aurait vraiment pas dû faire ça.’ [I, oh, Sir, I am so sorry, I don’t believe in corporal punishment, she really should not have done that.]

The woman stuttered looking from Caleb to his mother who exploded with anger,

‘Caleb, allez-vous la laisser s’en tirer ?’ [Caleb, are you going to let her get away with that?]

She stood with her hands on her hips glaring at him,

‘Je veux dire, vraiment, elle n’a presque plus rien à voir avec son propre enfant depuis sa naissance et vous l’avez laissée le frapper ?’ [I mean really, she barely has anything to do with her own child since his birth and you let her hit him?]

Caleb knew he should defend Trina, Lucas had behaved appallingly but still struck him like that, so he hesitated and his mother drove home her advantage.

‘Il faut vraiment prendre cette jeune femme en main, Caleb, elle