Nyla felt a wave of worry as she quickly got up and walked outside, replying, "Okay, I'll be there right away."…When Nyla arrived at the kindergarten, it was almost 1:00 p.m.As she approached the office door, she heard a cold female voice from inside saying, "I don't care who this student's parents are. If my son is hurt like this, I'm calling the police! We'll see each other in court!"Just as Nyla was about to enter, the door swung open. A well-dressed woman walked out, holding the hand of a four- or five-year-old child.Upon seeing Nyla, the woman stopped abruptly and exclaimed, "It's you!"Nyla was taken aback. She hadn't expected the child who had fought with Mason to be Jane's son.Her gaze dropped to the child Jane was holding. Though he was still small, it was already evident that he shared features with Jane and Gabriel.A cut marred his forehead. Although it had stopped bleeding, dried blood remained, making the injury appear quite alarming.The teacher, Laura Fer
Nyla smiled. "Ms. Ferrier, it's not that I don't trust you. I just think it's important to hear both sides of the story."Laura didn't respond, but her expression darkened, clearly displeased.Nyla remained unfazed. She turned to Mason and said, "Buddy, don't be scared. No matter what happened, Mommy will stand by you."If you didn't do anything wrong, I won't force you to apologize. But if you did, I'll apologize with you. How does that sound?"With Nyla's soothing voice, Mason finally spoke up. "I didn't do anything wrong! He stepped on my shoes first and called me a bastard. That's why we fought. And I didn't push him!"As he spoke, his eyes began to well with tears.Nyla gently patted his head and said softly, "Okay, Mommy will handle this."She stood up and addressed Laura, "Ms. Ferrier, you heard my son just now. If I'm not mistaken, there are cameras in their classroom."If they could check the footage, they would know exactly who was at fault.Just as Laura was about t
"Don't worry. Mommy will find out the truth. If you're innocent, I won't make you apologize," Nyla reassured him.Yelena snorted and warned, "What kids say can't be trusted. This situation needs to be resolved quickly. Ms. Kinsey, I hope you can be rational and not complicate things further."Laura looked troubled, unsure of how to handle the situation.Nyla stood her ground, meeting Yelena's gaze. "I will handle this rationally, but not by apologizing when I believe my child is innocent. I will investigate the truth myself and clear my son's name."Yelena's expression turned icy since Nyla refused to back down."I advise you to think carefully. If you offend the Wilkies, no kindergarten in Saintornia will accept your son," she warned.The office fell into an uncomfortable silence—it was so quiet that a pin dropping could be heard.Nyla raised an eyebrow and replied slowly, "Ms. Neale, I don't know how you've handled similar situations in the past—if you have forced those with l
Gabriel frowned. "That serious?"Wilhelm, standing next to Jane, rushed forward and hugged Gabriel's leg. Tears welled in his eyes as he cried, "Daddy, it hurts so much…"Seeing his son's nose crinkle in pain, Gabriel felt a pang in his heart. He crouched before him and gently stroked his head. "Wil, it will stop hurting in a few days. Just be good."Wilhelm managed to hold back his tears, sniffling. "I don't want to go to school… I'm scared…"His terrified demeanor only deepened Gabriel's distress. A flicker of rage ignited in his eyes—he wouldn't let whoever had hurt his son get away with it.Noticing his angry expression, Jane embellished the story of what had happened at school.By the end, she looked at Gabriel and said, her voice laced with discontent, "Nyla ruined me at Grandpa's birthday party. Now her son has hurt ours like this. I won't let it go!"Gabriel pursed his lips, remaining silent.Upon recalling how Jane had almost ruined Nyla's face by pushing her at the bi
"Do you think I don't dare to?" Jane snapped.The mere thought that Gabriel had once liked Nyla twisted Jane's jealousy around her heart like a creeping vine, tightening its grip and making it unbearable."I'm not saying you don't dare to do it. I just hope you consider the consequences. There's a meeting at the company, and since Wil is fine, I'll head back now," Gabriel replied.As he turned to walk away, footsteps rang out behind him. In the next moment, Jane's delicate hands wrapped around his waist."I'm sorry, Gabriel. I lost control earlier because of Wil's injury," she said.Gabriel glanced down at her hands around his waist, a flicker of disgust crossing his eyes.After a moment of silence, he held her hands and looked down at her, speaking gently. "Jane, I'm not angry.""Really?" Jane looked up at him, guilt evident in her eyes."Of course. I wouldn't be angry with you. You're my wife and the mother of my child. You're the most important person to me," Gabriel coaxed.
"Great-grandpa, a classmate pushed me on purpose, and my forehead hit the corner of the table. It hurt so much… I bled a lot…" Wilhelm complained.As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, making him look pitiful.Pedro's expression darkened as he demanded, "What kind of teachers does that kindergarten have? Our family invests so much every year. Are they just sitting around doing nothing?!"He turned his gaze to Jane and asked, "Did they expel the kid who pushed Wil?"Seeing Pedro getting to the point, Jane sighed. She feigned a troubled look as if weighing whether to reveal the truth."What exactly happened? Don't beat around the bush!" Pedro urged.Jane glanced at the nearby maid and instructed, "Take Wil out to play in the garden."The maid nodded and led Wilhelm away from the living room.Once the living room was left with just Jane and Pedro, she sat opposite him and said, "Grandpa, it might be hard to deal with the kid who pushed Wil."Pedro glared. "Hard to deal with?
Jane lowered her gaze, a flicker of resentment in her eyes. She would never allow herself to be overshadowed by Nyla forever."Alright, Grandpa, I know what I need to do," she replied."I'm tired now. You take Wil to play for a bit, and stay for dinner tonight," Pedro said.Once he left, Jane got up and headed to the garden.In the garden, Wilhelm was bossing a servant to climb a tree and pick the highest orange. The servant struggled but could barely reach the fruit.Wilhelm looked up, his small face showing impatience as he barked, "You can't even pick an orange? I'll have Great-grandpa fire you!"With his urging and threats, the servant gritted his teeth and climbed a bit higher until he finally managed to grab the orange.Unexpectedly, the moment he touched it, a loud crack echoed as a branch snapped beneath him.He fell to the ground, screaming in pain upon impact. "Ah! It hurts so much!"He clutched his broken leg, his face contorted in agony as cold sweat dripped from h
Wilhelm froze for a moment, then shook off Jane's hand as he processed the situation, whining, "No! He hurt me. He has to be expelled!"Once the center of attention in class, Wilhelm had enjoyed the adoration of his classmates.However, since Mason's arrival, those who once fawned over him had turned their affections toward Mason instead, leaving Wilhelm feeling isolated each day. Only by getting rid of Mason could he reclaim their attention.Seeing Wilhelm's angry little face, Jane sighed and crouched down to speak to him slowly. "Wil, Mason's father is very influential. Daddy and Mommy can't provoke him. If you really don't want to see Mason anymore, how about I transfer you to another school?""No! I don't want to transfer schools!" Wilhelm protested. "Mommy, didn't you say you could do anything? Why can't you get the principal to expel Mason?"He shouted, "You liar! You're a big liar! I won't believe anything you say anymore!"Wilhelm shoved Jane away and ran for the door.