The kids who got into the fight were all in the police station along with their parents, the trainers, and a representative of the training school.The representative waited in the police station with a scowl on his face. No one had expected the kids to fight in the changing room. If the parties involved in the fight were ordinary people, this would have been easy to resolve. All they needed was to make the kids apologize to each other and call it a day. Unfortunately, one of the kids was the child of a powerful figure, the Birch Group CEO's son! The representative was crushed in his mind again, wondering what his employees had been doing. No one had told him that the young master of the Birch family was enrolled in the Taekwondo school! The coach was depressed and frustrated as well. He thought of the woman who enrolled the boy in Taekwondo lessons and the elderly woman who often brought Yannick to class. Both of them did not look like rich people with the way they dressed! Besid
"Yes, understood!" the lawyer responded.When Clara finally arrived at the police station, she immediately rushed to Yannick and quickly checked on him. Yannick was not severely injured. Although Mrs. Wells had already told Clara about Yanny's injuries, Clara's eyes turned moist at her son's bruised and swollen face."Does it hurt?" Clara asked, sniffling loudly. Yannick shook his head. "No, I'm fine." Yannick grimaced as he spoke, the swollen part of his face hurting, which caused Clara more distress.Mrs. Wells said in her self-blame, "It's all my fault. I should've realized something was wrong when Yanny stayed in the changing room for too long. If the adults had gotten in earlier, Yanny wouldn't have been hurt like this.""It's not your fault, Grandma. I-I'm not strong enough," Yannick whimpered. He was not strong enough to fight the other boys. If he was stronger, he could have avoided getting hurt. Instead, he had caused Mom and Grandma more distress.Clara gently rubbed h
Wilson turned to his son and said, "I'll take your mom home. I'm not going to hurt her. Even if I want to do anything, it won't matter if you're here. Who do you think saved you today? If I had gotten in there a little later, your injuries could've been worse.."Yannick clenched his hands into fists and pressed them against his sides to hide the embarrassment crossing his face, but in the end, he gave up and left with Mrs. Wells.After Yannick and Mrs. Wells left, Clara spoke up and looked straight into Wilson's eyes. "Why did you grab my arms? What do you want to talk about?" she said, pulling her arm out of Wilson's grasp. Wilson felt desperately empty with her arm gone from his grasp. Clara would resist whenever he came closer or touched her. It was always like this. But a long time ago, Clara was the first who took his hands and said, "Wilson, I want to hold hands with you like this forever." Clara wanted to be with Wilson for the rest of her life once upon a time, but by t
Clara suddenly burst into laughter, her eyes moistening with tears. She laughed so loud that she started choking with laughter. It took her moments to stop choking, tears still in the corners of her eyes.This was perhaps the biggest joke she had ever heard, Clara thought and said with her voice full of mockery, "Are you serious, Wilson? You want me to marry you?" The look on Wilson's face tensed. "Yes, I want you to marry me.""You… How could you say that so easily!" Clara forced the words through clenched teeth. Once upon a time, she had hoped to hear him propose to her the most, but how could he propose to her under such circumstances? How could he?! How could he be so shameless?!"Everything in the past was all my fault!" Wilson rasped, "Clara, I've been living in regret for the last five years. I-I'm not asking you to love me again, but… Please let me take care of you and Yanny, okay? I want to give you a better life. I want you to live freely and without worries!""No need,
Clara shook her head. "No. We just had a few words." Looking at the time, Clara told her son, "Alright, Yanny. Have you done your homework? Why don't you take an early rest? I'll go to the school and explain the situation to the teacher tomorrow. You can complete your homework after…"Yannick interrupted Clara before she could finish her sentence. "I'll do my homework!" He quickly grabbed the pencil case from his school bag and promised Clara, "Mom, I… I-I won't let anyone bully me again. Don't worry about me. I'm a boy! It doesn't hurt!"'Doesn't hurt?' Clara thought, watching her son doing his homework on the small table. Yannick's red and swollen face was so jarring on her nerves, and tears filled her eyes. How could it not hurt?!When she was at the police station, her mother told her how Yanny had gotten beaten by the other kids. Fearing that the hearing aid would break again, he could only protect the hearing aid on his ears and not fight back.It was bedtime, and Clara lay
Sandra was disappointed to see no trace of anger on Wilson's face, but she saw how his eyes were narrowed with apparent hatred."You seem to enjoy satisfying people a lot. Maybe I should arrange for you to increase your clientele," Wilson suggested. Sandra got a bad feeling, and her face changed. "Wilson?! What do you mean by that?""Well, Sandra. Do you really think you can wipe the slate clean and bury the past after spending five years in prison?" Wilson came forward, reaching his hand out.To her shock, he slapped her face so hard that she fell to the side, and that was when she started coughing blood, and her cheek quickly swelled from the impact. "Your coming days will be worse than when you were in prison, Sandra," Wilson announced.Sandra attempted to charge at him, but Wilson's men restrained her and brought her to her knees."And I'm warning you, don't think about messing with Clara. If you hurt her, I'll have to make sure you and your parents suffer the consequences
The redness and swelling on Yannick's face had not gone down. Serenity was relieved to know that Yanny was not terribly injured, but Jacqueline burst into tears upon seeing the bruises on Yanny's face.Everyone was startled by Jacqueline's sudden cry. Yanny's face was still swollen and red, but he never cried. Instead, the little girl who was not injured at all cried first. More tears dripped down Jacqueline's face as she grabbed Yannick's hands."Don't cry! Don't cry!" Yannick tried to calm Jacqeline.Serenity also got worried. "What's wrong, Jackie? Why are you crying?""I just think… Yanny must be in pain!" The little girl choked with sobs. She remembered how Mom had hit her on the palm for a mistake she had made in the past, and it had hurt like hell. Her palms had been a little red but nowhere as red as Yanny's bruises."I'm not in pain. Don't cry," Yannick comforted. Jacqueline blinked, tears still welling in her eyes. "Really?""Yeah. It looks red and swollen, but it
Serenity was well aware that Fred's status would change dramatically upon his return to Lanford, but she was still surprised that Weston let Fred stay here and not take his son back by force. Even so, she knew Fred would return to Lanford someday."Okay," Fred whispered, looking a little nervous. He thought Serenity knew about his Dad's visit, but he had not told anyone about it!After arriving at Valor Residence, Jacqueline dragged Fred to the piano room to practice. The huge piano room was now their private territory.Jacqueline and Fred played three music pieces in a row together. Such a playing style was difficult even for adults, let alone two children. However, Jacqueline and Fred had great cooperation. The four hands moved quickly, dancing on the piano keys and playing without a single mistake.The beautiful sound of music continued to echo in the room until the end of the performance.Jacqueline had a great time playing Beethoven pieces with Fred. She turned to Fred with a