Chapter 650



Clayton scooped Elma up into his arms.

The moment Elma was safe in Clayton’s embrace, she burst into tears, pointing at the man as she sobbed. The man’s face drained of all color.

“They were bullying me!” Elma wailed.

“Uncle Clayton?” The man echoed, his voice filled with disbelief. His voice was barely a whisper, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at Elma and Clayton.

Clayton soothed Elma with a gentle hand on her back, but his eyes were ice as he looked at the man. “Well? You don’t believe it?”

The man fumbled for words. “Of course not. I thought she looked familiar…” He let out a dry chuckle, beads of sweat dotting his forehead.

The pieces clicked into place for Kallie. This hospital must be funded by the Morgan family.

That explained why Elma could wander around without anyone batting an eye. But something still didn’t add up. Even with their investment, they would’ve had servants or bodyguards tailing Elma.

Elma crossed her arms, scowling. “It was him! His kid slammed into me, and it really hurt. He didn’t even say sorry and tried to hit me! So I fought back. Then, his parents tried to hit me too!”

The woman obviously didn’t understand the situation.

Her eyes widened in alarm when she heard Elma’s words. “Don’t lie! Look what you did to my son’s hand!”

She shoved the boy forward, displaying his hand where Elma had bitten him. The hand was red, alright. But there wasn’t a single tooth mark.

Elma was just a little kid. Even if she bit with all her might, she couldn’t do much damage.

Clayton’s eyes narrowed as he glared at the boy. Then, he turned to Elma, his voice laced with disapproval. “Why did you bite him? That’s not okay.”

Before the woman could smirk, Clayton added, “He’s filthy. Aren’t you worried about catching something from him?”

Elma nodded. Clayton had a point.

The man exploded and slapped the woman hard. “Are you blind? This is Mr. Morgan, my boss’s freaking boss! You trying to get me fired?”

The woman’s face went white. She trembled. “He’s from the Morgan family? The richest family around here?” The man was exasperated. “Duh!”

The woman was indignant. “How was I supposed to know that little girl was his niece?

And if she’s a Morgan, why was she alone? It’s not my fault I didn’t recognize her!” Clayton scoffed. But he was also confused. “Why are you alone, Elma?” he asked. “Where’s your mom?”

Elma looked down, her voice barely a whisper. “Mommy said she didn’t feel good and told me to come to the hospital alone. She said not to bother my daddy, or she’d take him and leave. I just wanted to see my daddy…”

Clayton’s arms tightened around Elma. He felt a wave of guilt and anger. But Cara wouldn’t listen to reason. He wondered if he’d screwed up by always taking Cara’s side. Kallie’s voice broke through his thoughts.

She marched up to the boy’s parents, fuming. “So, it’s all about status for you, huh? If some regular kid got bullied like that, would you think it was okay? I can’t believe the Morgan Group employs people like you!”

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