Chapter 1191

Rosalie glared at the security guard and picked up the scattered flowers from the ground.

Although Rosalie had grown up in a wealthy family, she understood how difficult life was for those on the lowest rung of the social ladder. Anyone who had to sell flowers on the street on a festive day must be doing it because they were forced to do so and had no choice.

It must be true for the little boy in front of them. He was so young, but he was helping his family share the burden of raising him. He was so thoughtful that it made their hearts ache.

"Exactly! You only need to chase him off. Did you have to hit him?" Whitney frowned, looking displeased.

She had watched the rain pouring down outside while the unfortunate child was kicked to the ground by the security guard. His clothes were drenched!

She hastily bent down and helped the little boy up.

"How dare you be so arrogant?" Zane said. He slapped the security guard before turning toward Sebastian and said, "Mr. Ballard, please wait