Chapter 1030 by Marina Vittori

Dustin’s words were impactful! It left Mrs. Prewitt trembling as she alternated between anger and embarrassment. Some parents, whom Mrs. Prewitt had repressed in the past secretly applauded. They found immense satisfaction in this turn of events.

They were happy she finally had a taste of her own medicine since she always looked down on them. “You impudent bastard! Just who the hell are you? How dare you lecture me!”

Mrs. Prewitt fumed, and her temper flared. “Just you wait and see!

“I will expel Haley from this kindergarten and blacklist her! I will make sure she will never get an

education in her lifetime! I’m going to blacklist all of you!”

“Blacklist?” Dustin scoffed. He kicked Mrs. Prewitt down to the ground.

“Why don’t you try? I’d like to see just how capable you are!”

Mrs. Prewitt landed on her bottom.

Scrambling to her feet, she yelled with a strained voice, “Security! Security! Where the hell are

you? Come quickly!”

After hearing her screams, two security guards rushed through the doors. But before they could

act, Dustin turned to glare at them.

They froze on the spot. For a moment, they felt a shiver run down their spines, and they broke out

in cold sweat.

It was as if they were prey locked on by a predator. They didn’t dare make a move.

“Hey! What are you two doing just standing there? Beat him up!”

Mrs. Prewitt flew into a rage when she saw the guards‘ lack of reaction. She ended up slapping both of them.

She yelled, “You bunch of trash! What am I paying you for? You two are useless!”

The two security guards held their cheeks as they fumed. But they could only stay silent.

“Prewitt! How are you the headmistress when a poor nobody dares to make a scene here?” Mrs. Lansky finally stood up, wobbling.

She fumed, “I’m warning you! If you don’t deal with this appropriately today, I won’t let you go!”

“Huh?” Mrs. Prewitt froze. She rushed up to Mrs. Lansky and smiled apologetically.

“Mrs. Lansky, this has nothing to do with me. It’s the brat who’s aggressive and arrogant. But don’t

worry, I’ve called the cops. They’ll be here soon. I promise to make them regret what they did!”

“Hmph! That bitch and her little bastard too! You can’t let any of them off!” Mrs. Lansky was filled

with hatred.

“No problem! Of course!” Mrs. Prewitt nodded as she buttered up to Mrs. Lansky.

“Still got a foul mouth, I see.” Dustin’s gaze turned cold.

He delivered another slap across Mrs. Lansky’s face, knocking her to the ground again. At the

same time, he added a few kicks.

As he kicked her, he roared, “Go on, try talking with that foul mouth of yours! I need to teach you a lesson before you think you can provoke me again and again!

“You.. you impudent bastard!”

Mrs. Prewitt was shocked and angry, but she didn’t dare intervene. She knew how painful Dustin’s

slap was. It was evident from Mrs. Lansky’s severely disfigured face.

“Stop right there! Everyone, stop right there!”

Right then, a few men in uniform burst into the room. The one leading the team was a middle-

aged man in his 40s.

The man had a strong build and a commanding presence, accentuated by his fierce features.

As soon as he appeared, the crowd scattered. Nobody dared stand in their way.

“It’s Inspector Lansky! Inspector Lansky is here!”

“This is bad! With how bad this young man beat Mrs. Lansky up, he must be in serious trouble now

that Inspector Lansky has arrived.”

“With Inspector Lansky’s authority, even if he doesn’t die today, he’ll be spending a long time in

prison!”

The appearance of the man in the uniform immediately stirred up a commotion in the room.

Whispers spread through the crowd.

Some of them looked at Dustin in sympathy, while others pitied him. There were also those who

looked on with malicious satisfaction.

“Inspector Lansky, you’re finally here!” When Mrs. Prewitt saw him, it was as if she saw their

savior.

She immediately went up to him and complained, “If you came any later, Mrs. Lansky would have

been beaten to death.“!

“What? What happened?” Vernon Lansky frowned.

“D–Dear … Dear!” Just then, they heard a wail.

Mrs. Lansky, with a bloodied face, crawled toward Vernon.

“May I know who you are?” Vernon was taken aback. He still didn’t know what was going on. “Inspector Lansky! She’s your wife, Mrs. Lansky!”