Chapter 5

Elliot couldn’t intervene in time and could only rush over with a look of distress to help

Emmett up.

“Where does it hurt, buddy?” he asked, gently propping his little brother.

“Here… and here.” Emmett sobbed, pointing to his backside and shin.

Elliot rolled up Emmett’s jeans for a quick look and was shocked, “Holy smokes!”

A large bruise was blossoming on Emmett’s pale leg, a deep purple mark that stood out starkly against his skin.

Elliot clenched his fists, fuming. He had wanted to keep his brother Evan from stirring up trouble, but now it seemed he wouldn’t just stand by; he was also ready to let him off the leash.

Someone thought they could bully Emmett and get away with it? Emmett had his back!

lright, Emmett. I’m here. Let me blow on it, and the pain will go away,” Elliot consoled.

Emmett nodded in aggravation, “…Okay.”

Meanwhile, Evan had chased Nola out of the train station.

Upon seeing her trying to get into her car, he dashed in front of her and puffed up like a little bulldog.

you the nerve to

Witch?

she glared

into next

she needed to curry favor and show off her ‘affection‘ for children. So she shot Evan several death

old and mean! A wicked old hag beyond saving!” Evan retorted, then pulled out a pocketknife and started circling the luxury car, leaving a trail of

bulged as she saw the fresh marks

have any idea whose car this is when you did this? You’re playing with fire!” she yelled, rushing to

a wild goose chase around the

pick up Nola and was watching the scene unfold from the car seat. Frowning, he

“Right.”

was about to step out when suddenly-

Bang! Bang!

crashes followed by a heavy thud made the car

screamed at the top of her

stepped out of the car. The sight before him locked his

from the vehicle. The luxury car lay lifeless on the ground like

front of Nola and puffed from his chest, “I’m new in town today, so I won’t get serious with

big like that? And he still called it something unserious? Then what kind of havoc would he wreak if he got serious? Who did this little rascal belong to? Why he was such a

of who he had just crossed, the little guy turned on his heel to leave. Suddenly, someone grabbed the collar of his coat, and his feet left

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