On the other side of things, Cole had already wrapped up his business and was waiting downstairs.

When he spotted Alessia walking out with the two kids, he immediately opened the back door of the car. Once all three were settled inside, he started the engine and pulled away from the curb.

“How did things go on your end?” he asked.

“Nothing too serious. He just needs some time to heal.”

“Sprains and fractures take a long time to mend,” Cole remarked, echoing the old saying.

Alessia nodded. “How did things turn out with yours?”

At the mention of it, Cole let out a short, exasperated laugh.

“Both principals made Tammie and his parents apologize to York. After that, Tammie’s supposed to return to school and face disciplinary action. But the only thing he cared about was his competition results. The moment he heard they were being revoked, he threw a fit right there in the office–shouting, kicking, making a scene loud enough to give anyone

a headache.”

He sounded a little aggrieved as he recounted it.

Alessia smiled, reaching over to gently pinch his earlobe. The small gesture made Cole grin despite himself.

“So, what happened next?”

they could pay compensation, but that under no circumstances would his

had learned his sense

would be better off as a street magician, the way he spins tales with a straight face. He’s much

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or painting. Even though everyone saw Tammie push York, Hamilton claimed it was just an accident and even tried to turn it around–accusing York of framing

sharp, incredulous laugh, a hard glimmer in

annulled, the apology is still on the table, and the school promised to keep following up. If there’s any news, they’ll call Max. There’s nothing for you to worry

gently. He didn’t bother to go

no way he would let anyone Alessia cared about be mistreated, not

youth as an excuse to get away with anything, the other leaned on his age and reputation to bully others, even demanding the victim apologize. At this rate, it seemed the Quincy family’s reign

chatted idly as the car rolled on, while in the backseat,

“Ivan.”

but Ivan didn’t answer, too absorbed in his own world.

“What is it, Zane?”

parents will let you go over to York’s house?” Zane clearly thought

not going over to play. I’m there to help take care of him,” Ivan said earnestly, determined to sound

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