"Alright, that's enough," Graham said, furrowing his brows but still looking indulgent as he gazed at the woman.The woman was tall and curvy, dressed provocatively even in the cold winter with black tights and a short skirt. Her heavy makeup and wavy hair made her look alluring and foxy. Leaning against Graham, she added a touch of seductive allure.With Graham's indulgence, the woman's actions grew more unrestrained. She didn't mind the passersby's glances as she kissed Graham on the lips.Graham gently pushed her away, somewhat helpless. "I promise I'll find the right time to explain to my family.""Will your family be okay with me?""Don't worry. With me around, they'll have to be."The woman smiled, took the car keys, and waved to him before driving away in the sports car.Daniel's gaze darkened.If he hadn't mistaken the car, it belonged to the Bayers. Wasn't Graham the kind of man who even insisted on splitting expenses in his marriage? Would he be so generous as to let
"In a few days?" Maisie's surprise grew.She thought the child might come from a divorced family, and the woman probably meant that she would find a stepfather for him in a few days.Maisie felt for the child, who seemed quiet and timid. Since he arrived, he hadn't said a word.Now, she realized it was because he lacked his biological father's protection.With this in mind, Maisie smiled at the boy. However, James suddenly fixed his gaze on her, his beautiful amber eyes displaying an unexpected coldness for his age.Maisie shivered, taken aback by such a gaze coming from a child."Ms. Squire?" The woman gently stroked James' head. "Isn't my son adorable?""Oh..." Maisie snapped back to reality and managed a smile. "Yes, he's very handsome and cute.""James, you need to listen to Ms. Squire from now on!"James nodded obediently, but Maisie couldn't shake the feeling that she saw a hint of a mocking smirk on the boy, well beyond his years.Maisie looked at the woman. "Ma'am, ma
Maisie could only offer a few words of comfort. She had tried calling James' mother, but the calls would go unanswered, or the mother would dismiss it as kids' play and not a big deal.But when she tried to speak more this time, the mother said curtly, "Ms. Squire, do you need more money? It's fine. If money can solve the problem, my future husband will help!""Ma'am—"Before Maisie could finish her sentence, the call abruptly ended. She sighed weakly, glanced at her half-eaten sandwich, took a few quick bites, and rushed off to work.However, one problem led to another.-On this day, a teacher ran up to Maisie before she even entered the classroom. "Ms. Squire, two kids from your class are fighting!"Maisie's heart leaped into her throat, and she was sure it was James causing trouble again.When she rushed over to see, it wasn't James bullying someone—it was Persephone!The little princess was on top of James, throwing punches rapidly, each one quick and strong.A group of
"Well..." Maisie hesitated on how to proceed.The children were very young but already had a clear sense of right and wrong. As their teacher, if she couldn't measure up to the children, how could she be a role model for them?Maisie bit her lip and first checked on James' injuries before taking him to the school infirmary. Then, she returned to take Persephone by the hand and headed to the office for a private conversation.She placed Persephone in a chair in the office and squatted down in front of her."Sephy, I wasn't blaming you for what happened." Maisie smiled and whispered in her ear, "A girl doesn't have the physical advantage to fight with a boy."In an instant, the little princess' eyes lit up, filled with a mixture of surprise and emotions. Then her tears fell."It's alright, it's alright!" She raised her chubby little hand, trying to reassure her teacher. "I'm not hurt, and I'm really good at fighting! Ms. Maisie, don't worry about me!""Alright." Maisie patted her
"Grandpa Nicholas!" Persephone exclaimed, her eyes scanning the room, eager to find her grandfather.Unbeknownst to her, he was already crouched behind the sofa.Linda was exasperated. "What else has your grandfather been teaching you?"Persephone continued. "Grandpa said people should eat when they're hungry, sleep when they're tired, and speak their minds when they're unhappy."He also mentioned we don't have to be nice to people like that! Just give them three words—just beat them!"Oh, he also told me that you were really good at fighting when you were young!"Maisie struggled to stifle her laughter but couldn't help but chuckle, covering her face with embarrassment and turning away.Persephone lifted her chin, acting as if she had achieved something incredible, her expression filled with pride.Linda took a deep breath but couldn't hold back any longer and finally snapped. "Nicholas Thompson!" she thundered.Even though he was hiding behind the sofa, he was still pulled o
Maisie picked up the phone and was met with a barrage of shouting. "Ms. Squire, is this how you teach children? Allowing them to fight without intervening? Is this how you set an example?!"Maisie felt frustrated but patiently explained, "Ma'am, I've talked to you about James' issues before—""Stop with the excuses!" the woman interrupted arrogantly. "My son is being bullied in your class, and I won't let this slide. You'll see!"With that, she hung up.Maisie shook her head and sighed. Working at this kindergarten had always been one of her most enjoyable experiences. She loved children and the environment, feeling fortunate to have a job she was passionate about. This was her first time encountering such a difficult and unreasonable parent.Daniel looked at her with concern and asked, "Is there a problem? Do you need me...""It's okay," Maisie replied, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I can't trouble you anymore. I'm a teacher, and it's my responsibility to handle conflicts with par
Even if Mrs. Bayer had some influence, she couldn't compete against these famous wealthy families on her own. Plus, her son had gotten into trouble with the young Hamerton heiress!Even if Ruth was slow, she knew what mattered most in this situation. This matter couldn't be smoothed over!Maisie was there, too. Faced with Mrs. Bayer's irrational behavior, she calmly said, "Mrs. Bayer, it was James who provoked the other children first.""But my son got beaten up. That's a fact!"Maisie smiled. "By your reasoning, this should only be children playing around."Mrs. Bayer was furious. "What kind of teacher are you? How can you say that?""When James was causing trouble, that's how you described it. So, I assume that's your logic. Why, Mrs. Bayer? When your son bullies others, it's just children playing, but when someone hits him back, it's their fault? Mrs. Bayer, it seems you have quite the double standard!"Mrs. Bayer's eyes widened, her chest heaving. She glared at Maisie for a
Maisie forced a stiff smile as she shook her head."Ms. Squire, you've been working hard recently. How about we give you some time off?" Ruth kindly suggested. "Take a few days to rest, and if that difficult parent returns, I'll handle it.""Ms. Corbin—""It's okay!" Ruth smiled. "You've earned a break. Here's the plan—you can delegate your classroom duties to other teachers, and you take some time to relax and recharge. Then, we'll handle this challenging parent together."Maisie gratefully nodded and quickly passed on her responsibilities.However, she couldn't relax properly at home. The name "Sophia" on the application form felt like it was taunting her. She could see the woman with her arms crossed whenever she closed her eyes.She hesitated for a while but eventually dialed Graham's number.They arranged to meet that evening.When the appointed time came, Maisie heard movement across the hall and quickly got up to open the door, just in time to see Graham return."M-Mais