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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1773
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Chapter 1773: What Is Your Purpose?

The first day at kindergarten.

Westbrook returned to the Saunders family, crying loudly as if the sky was falling, almost lifting the roof off.

Fox remained in the hospital, with both arms fixed and immobilized. Eating, sleeping, and daily activities all required assistance.

She couldn't return to the Saunders family at all.

Vicki had been ruthless. It would take at least ten days or half a month for Fox to get rid of the arm immobilizer, and complete

recovery would take at least a hundred days.

This was actually the effect Vicki wanted. Recently, she needed to assist Joyce in rescuing Alisha and didn't have tto keep an

eye on Fox. So she sent Fox to the hospital for a while to calm down. It also freed up her hands to do more important things.

Mr. Reese was at htoday and felt sorry for Westbrook when he saw him crying and running home.

He embraced his youngest son and patted him while comforting him, "What happened? Tellwho bullied you, and I'll go beat

him up."

Westbrook kept crying and throwing a tantrum.

"Anderson, it's Anderson who bullied me! Sob... Look at my forehead, it's all bruised, and there's so much blood!" Westbrook

pointed at his forehead, full of grievances.

Mr. Reese glared at Carlo disapprovingly. "You were the one who picked up Westbrook today, what happened exactly? Who is this

Anderson? How dare he bully Westbrook? Is he tired of living?"

Carlo hurriedly explained, "Sir, there is no evidence to prove that Anderson injured Young Master. Although it seems like Young

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Master was hit by a slingshot on the forehead, we searched the classroom and couldn't find any slingshots or marbles. Teacher

Zhang asked every child, but no one saw what hit Young Master. The children at Dewey Noble Kindergarten are mostly from

wealthy families, and without evidence, we can't confront the other party."

"No, it's definitely Anderson! It's him, it must be him!" Westbrook kicked his legs without restraint. "lI don't care, Dad, you go teach

him a lesson! | want him out of the kindergarten!"

Mr. Reese's expression turned serious, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who is this Anderson?"

Carlo whispered to Mr. Reese, "He's Luther, the son of military commander Joyce. Sir, we can't afford to provoke him. Besides, Mr.

Warner is friends with Felix. We have to give Mr. Felix sface."

At home, Carlo often called Felix "Mr. Saunders," emphasizing his legitimate status. But in front of Mr. Reese, Carlo referred to Felix

as "Mr. Felix" because there was an illegitimate older brother above him.

Mr. Reese frowned, "Such a big background?"

Carlo nodded, "Yes, sir. I've checked the surveillance footage. There's really no one seen using a slingshot. Young Master's forehead

was indeed hit by something, but luckily the injury isn't severe. In the surveillance, Anderson was busy writing programs on his

mini computer the whole time. They say he's a computer genius and didn't even look up. We can't forcefully blhim without

evidence."

Mr. Reese carefully examined the wound on Westbrook's forehead. It was a round mark, clearly caused by an external object. It

couldn't have been caused by himself. They couldn't find anyone using a slingshot on the surveillance footage. It meant that the

other party didn't use a slingshot at all. They used smethod unknown to them, but it was definitely not something ordinary.

The speed at which they acted exceeded the frrate captured by the surveillance. They were truly impressive!

This child named Anderson had such talent at such a young age.

Looking at Westbrook, who could only cry and shout, Mr. Reese suddenly felt envious. Why were other people's children so

successful?

Feeling restless, he sharply scolded Westbrook, "Stop crying! You're useless! If you have the ability, next tcatch evidence when

someone bullies you. Take revenge yourself."

Westbrook had never been scolded by Mr. Reese before, and he was stunned. He stopped crying, sniffled, and stared blankly at Mr.

Reese.

"If someone can teach you a lesson without leaving any traces, it means they have ability. You can't beat them. You might as well

not go to kindergarten and embarrass yourself," Mr. Reese scolded angrily.

"No, | want to go, | want to go!" Westbrook panicked at the thought of not going to kindergarten. Kiki was so pretty, and he wanted

to go to school for her.

"Then don't provoke Anderson, do you hear me?!" Mr. Reese glared at him, "Either you're stronger than him, or you behave

yourself and stay out of trouble. Understand?! Also, spend stlearningmore knowledge. Look at others, they can already

program computers. What about you? Besides eating, sleeping, and causing trouble, what can you do?!"

Westbrook was stunned by the scolding and dared not say a word, forgetting even to cry.

Mr. Reese turned to Carlo and gave a stern order, "Arrange private tutoring sessions for him and fill his days with studying. No

playing outside. If he dares to disrespect his teachers, you tell me, and I'll personally break his legs!"

"Yes," Carlo lowered his head and accepted the command. As he turned around, he smirked. Sending young master to Dewey

Noble Kindergarten was truly the right move. After this comparison, Mr. Reese was dissatisfied with Westbrook's current situation.

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Disciplining him would bring peace to the household.

Mr. Reese, feeling frustrated, glared at Westbrook, "Go upstairs and study."

ofa. He crawled and scrambled up the stairs, forgetting even to cry. Even

mother was in the hospital. He had to restrain himself.

lanpower and organizing their actions.

se sitting on the sofa, an unusual tranquility filling the house.

her. It seemed like he had something to say.

ide. She stopped and went straight to the point, "Do you need something

as if protecting her. Although his father had aged, his authority still

definitely intervene.

re finally speaking, "Vicki, what is your purpose in entering the Saunders

ser.

tion to the Saunders family? Does he suspect that Vicki married him for a

ured Fox and sent Westbrook to the kindergarten where Anderson was.

ant to destroy the Saunders family?!"

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