NovelEnglishYulia nodded. Skylar was right. They couldn’t just let Anderson get away with it.
Her college mate had made her trade 20 million for a formula that could cause cancer.
How malicious could he be?!
“I need to attend this meeting now.”
Yulia said.
Skylar nodded. “Alright, I’ll pick Lola up from the kindergarten.”
His cell phone rang not long after Yulia left the office.
It was Lola Sue’s new homeroom teacher calling.
“Ms. Freeman!”
He hurriedly picked up the call before he had time to think about it.
His expression took a dramatic turn before Ms. Freeman could even finish. “Please keep Lola safe, Ms.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFreeman. I’ll be over soon!”
He didn’t bother to fill Yulia in on the situation before racing for the kindergarten.
It was a perilous journey.
The trip typically took twenty minutes, but he was there within ten.
Many were gathered in the kindergarten when he got there.
Skylar hurried over and asked, “What’s going on, Ms. Freeman?”
Lola’s new homeroom teacher, Evelyn Freeman, turned her head and said, “Lola scratched his sports
car.”
Only then did he realize that a large red Porsche 911 was parked in the center of the crowd.
Next to it stood the flamboyantly dressed family of three.
They were a young couple around their mid-thirties with a young girl Lola’s age.
Lola was standing before them.
Her eyes were tear-filled with a bright red palm print imprinted on her right cheek.
Someone had backhanded her!
Skylar’s heart immediately surged with overwhelming anger, but before he could even vent, Lola made
a beeline for him.
“Daddy!”
She cried out in distress. The dam finally broke. Tears rolled down her cheeks in rivulets.
“Daddy!”
Skylar hurriedly took her into his arms.
“I didn’t do it, Daddy!”
She bawled as she spoke.
“I believe you. I know you didn’t do it!”
“Don’t cry, Lola. You’re Daddy’s little sweetheart. I won’t let anyone bully you.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe was distressed by the child’s anguish. The anger gushing in his heart turned into a cold killing
intent.
He had always known Lola to be an honest child after spending so much time with her.
She always admitted her faults.
Of course, even if she was beaten for something she hadn’t done, she wouldn’t yield either.
The scratches on the car should have nothing to do with her if she was so adamant about denying it.
Even if she had accidentally scratched it, the other party could simply seek compensation from him, the
parent. Backhanding a four-year-old was going too far.
The man from the family of three spat out, “You’re this damn brat’s Dad?”
“She scratched up my new sports car. What now?”
“It wasn’t me! Really!”
Lola poked her head up from Skylar’s hold and stubbornly voiced her objection.
It was as if Lola’s words were a catalyst. The owner’s daughter jabbed a finger at her. “It’s you!”
“I saw you do it. It was you who scratched our new car!”
A hint of cunning flashed in the child’s eyes.
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