Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 339 Your Son Got Injured in a Fight

“Hello, is this Jared’s mother? Your son has been injured in a fight at school. Can you come over now?” An anxious female voice sounded at the other end.

Anastasia sprang up in terror. “What? My son is injured?” she asked in a panicky tone.

At this moment, Elliot’s chair scraped the floor as he also rose to his feet. His gorgeous face was visibly tense as he stared at Anastasia anxiously, who was still on the phone.

In the next second, he grabbed her wrist and stormed out of the conference room while she was still listening to the teacher on the phone.

For a few seconds, the conference room fell silent as everyone was taken aback by the scene.

It is Anastasia’s son that is injured. Why would President Presgrave get so anxious as if he were the child’s father?

Could it be that the father of Anastasia’s son is President Presgrave?

expression turned upset as if someone had slapped her

in front of Aliona to the point where he

made an awkward cough before she reminded the

the car, Anastasia was nervous and worried. The teacher didn’t clearly explain the situation on the

her hand on the forehead and sighed. How could my son

was Elliot driving with a menacing expression. He stepped on the accelerator

deathly fast, but she was appreciative of what Elliot was doing for her as she could feel his

noticed it was an unknown number, but she picked it up

Your son has harmed my son! Just you wait to be prosecuted and I will make sure that your son is forced out of school.” A sharp and

scowled. Obviously, the woman was the mother of another

on the way, but I will inquire about the incident once

apologize and process the withdrawal application for your son!” After saying that, the woman hung

Did my son throw

heard the arrogant female voice through the phone, so he turned his head and comforted her, “Don’t worry,

we jump to a conclusion. I believe that Jared will not

his car at the kindergarten’s main gate when they arrived. At once, she dashed out of the car and strode toward the school while she was

kindergarten, a teacher led her to the school’s assistant room, where the principal was gently coaxing a woman. It seemed that the shrill female voice belonged to the woman who was fashionably dressed and wearing

was from a background that held a high status and power