Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 14: Village Girl Hacking

Inside the office, a thirty-year-old woman clad in designer clothes exuded an aura of luxury.

Beside her stood a five-year-old boy, his head tilted back as he sneered at the small boy cowering in the corner, his lips curled in a wicked smile, brazenness personified. Opposite the affluent woman were the kindergarten principal and the responsible teacher.

"Zackary!" Jennie, spotting the boy in the corner, rushed over, tears welling up in her eyes, "My God! What happened to you? Why is your nose still bleeding?"

As she spoke, she hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe Zackary's nosebleed.

Tina's gaze shifted to Zackary, her cool phoenix eyes narrowing slightly, a chill emanating from her presence.

Children fighting?

Hmm~ Zackary's face and eyes were swollen, and he still had a nosebleed. Is this children fighting?

Hugo's face flushed with anger upon seeing Zackary in this condition. Turning to the principal and teacher, he asked coldly, "My child has been beaten like this, and you all do nothing?"

The principal sighed, "Ah, Mr. Reed, it's not our fault. We don't know what happened. Zackary suddenly started hitting Mel, and when we arrived, he was holding a knife."

The principal glanced at Hugo and continued, "This is a serious matter; we could only notify the parents. Mel's parents arrived before you and insisted that we give them an explanation. We've been dealing with this..."

"It wasn't me," Zackary, nestled in Jennie's arms, explained in a small voice.

Probably too scared, he hid in Jennie's embrace, his tiny body trembling.

Hugo felt a pang of discomfort. Elizabeth didn't like him, and by extension, she didn't like Zackary either.

Since he was little, Zackary had been bullied in the Reed family, which led him to become timid and cowardly, even introverted and reluctant to speak.

With today's events, he might become even more unwilling to talk in the future.

Thinking of this, Hugo looked up, nearly grinding his teeth, "I know my own child; he would never start a fight. Even if he did today, and he was wrong, he's hurt, his nose is still bleeding. Can't you see that? Couldn't you get a doctor to look at him first? Solve this after we arrive?"

if anything happens to my son, I won't let you off!" After her tirade, she glared at Zackary with resentment, "Even little kids know to use knives. When he grows up,

couldn't hold back her anger upon hearing the wealthy woman's words, "You are simply too malicious! The truth of the matter is not yet clear, and you have already condemned my son! Do you know how much psychological shadow

any case, your son hit mine, and he must compensate. He must also be expelled from kindergarten, or else I will

Jennie was beyond

fists, his face full

Zackary was the aggressor, and they couldn't

gaze slightly, her enchanting eyes sweeping over the principal and the wealthy woman, her lips parting slightly with a hint of coolness in her voice, "You say he hit someone. Where's the evidence?" Her hands

her words, "Right! I remember the school has surveillance. I want

speaking, the faces of the wealthy woman and the principal flashed with

expressions did not

Her eyes grew colder.

Hugo stiffened, broken?

What a coincidence?

lips curled slightly, her eyes bright with an alluring smile, "Broken? Perfectly

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faces of both the wealthy woman and the principal

and Jennie were also

hadn't received much education,

the wealthy woman's expressions and turned to inquire of Hugo, "Mr. Reed, do you know where

not quite over her claim of being able to fix the surveillance, nodded

there," Tina said, and

and the wealthy woman were

"No way! The surveillance is already broken, who knows if you'll tamper with

calm on her delicate, porcelain face, "So, you want to

caught off-guard, how could

the police came, it would be

deleted, she's just trying to scare us." After a moment of contemplation, the principal turned to

Minutes later.

and the