NovelEnglish"Ah!"
"Quick, get the teacher!"
The other kids, witnessing the scuffle, rushed to alert the teachers.
By the tthe teachers arrived, Twila was in tears, her face a palette of bruises, while Daniel, bloodied but defiant, declared, "You
can't talk about my mom like that!"
Brittany had just arrived at the office, her intuition sending her alarming vibes, when she decided to call for a department meeting.
Before the meeting could start, her phone rang. "Hello, is this Daniel's parent? Could you pleasee to the school right away—"
"What's happened to my son?" Brittany asked anxiously.
"Ms. Lte, he got into a fight with another student. Please,e as soon as you can."
Hanging up, Brittany, apanied by her assistant, rushed to Star Elementary School.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDaniel, having always been more mature than his peers, had been doing well since transferring to this school, never once getting
into trouble.
Yet today, he had gotten into a fight, and Brittany was beside herself with worry, fearing her son might be at a disadvantage.
Her assistant sped up, trying to reassure her, "Ms. Lte, don't worry too much. The young master will be alright."
Brittany was hardly consoled.
Arriving at Star Elementary School, she didn't waste a moment, heading straight for the administration office, pushing through a
crowd mixed with teachers and security guards.
Spotting Daniel with a bandaged head and Twila sobbing nearby, Brittany called out, "Daniel!"
Hearing his mother, Daniel's eyes immediately welled up with tears.
Rushing to him, Brittany choked up at the sight of his bandage, "Does it hurt? What happened?"
Seeing his mother tear up, Daniel fought back his own tears, "I'm not hurt, it's okay, | don't feel a thing."
Despite his brave words, the gash on his head suggested otherwise.
Holding him close, Brittany then turned to the teachers, demanding, "What happened here?"
The teachers, hesitant to blTwila outright, tried to downplay the incident, "Ms. Lte, it's just a little scuffle among children.
Please, don't be too upset. We've already treated Daniel's wound..."
"What do you mean, 'a little scuffle'?"
Brittany was not about to let Twila off easily, "After such a serious incident at school, don't you think | deserve an explanation?
Shouldn't the one who started the fight be held accountable?"
The teachers were in a tight spot, "Ms. Lte, Twila was the one who initiated the conflict with... with Prince Eltham."
Twila, known to be Eltham's illegitimate daughter, was about to be Brittany's stepdaughter. What could Brittany possibly do?
Standing up, Brittany's gaze fell on Twila, "Shouldn't you be explaining yourself to me?"
Twila, feeling wronged, retorted, "He's a boy. What's the big deal if | pushed him? How dare he hit a girl. That's so uncouth! Just like
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"Twila!"
Brittany's stern shout silenced Twila, bringing her to tears once again.
The teachers, unaccustomed to such confrontation, suggested, "Ms. Lte, perhaps we should just let this go..."
"Check the surveillance footage. | want to see why my son fought back!"
Brittany insisted.
Knowing Brittany's influence, the teachers reluctantlyplied, showing the footage. Brittany, watching with a stern face,
immediately grasped the reason behind Daniel's actions upon hearing Twila's insults.
"This is what you call a 'little scuffle'?"
Brittany scoffed.
The teachers paled.
Just then, the butler arrived.
Twila, seeing a glimmer of hope, clung to him, crying her heart out.
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