Chapter 801
Nyla felt a wave of worry as she quickly got up and walked outside, replying, âOkay, Iâll be there right away.â
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, âI donât care who this studentâs parents are. If my son is hurt like this, Iâm calling the police! Weâll see each other in court!â
Just as Nyla was about to enter, the door swung open. A wellâdressed woman walked out, holding the hand of a four- or fiveâyearâold child.
Upon seeing Nyla, the woman stopped abruptly and exclaimed, âItâs you!â
Nyla was taken aback. She hadnât expected the child who had fought with Mason to be Janeâs 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 Ferrier, rushed out of the office. When she saw Nyla, she quickly said, â Ms. Kinsey, youâre here. This is the classmate Mason injured and his parent.â
She then turned to Jane. âMs. Wilkie, since Ms. Kinsey is here, why donât we go back into the office to discuss how to resolve this? After all, theyâre in the same class, and escalating things to the police wouldnât be beneficial.â
Jane scoffed. âI donât think so. I want this matter to grow! I wonât let my son be in the same class with someone who could injure a classmate so severely. Either he leaves, or my son does!â
With that, she pulled her son along and stormed out.
Laura frowned and looked at Nyla, asking, âMs. Kinsey, what do you think? Perhaps you could personally talk to Ms. Wilkie and ask for her forgiveness?â
Noticing Lauraâs dilemma, Nyla nodded. âMs. Ferrier, donât worry. Iâll handle this. Iâd like to check on my son first.â
Before she fully understood the situation, she didnât want to assume Mason was at fault.
âOkay,â Laura replied.
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Chapter 801
As soon as Nyla stepped into the office, she saw Mason standing in the corner, looking small with messy hair. Several shoe prints stained his clothes, and his face bore numerous cuts and bruises, though they didnât seem as serious as the injuries on Janeâs son.
She quickly walked over and squatted down to <spa
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