Not One, But Two!

Chapter 136

Both of them moved quickly.

By the time Arianna pushed the door open and entered the room, the two of them had already straightened out their clothes and composed themselves. They were sitting at separate corners of the room. One was reading a book while the other was gazing at the phone; they looked very serious and comfortable.

Arianna blinked her large eyes at the sight but paused for a moment when she looked at Abigail. "Mommy, your book is upside down."

Those words made Abigail wish she could crawl into a hole in the ground.

Don't say anything even if you've seen through the lie! That way, we can still have a mother-daughter relationship! She glanced at Arianna in annoyance and casually tossed the book she was holding to the side. "What were you saying about Allie?"

"Oh, right. Allie seems to have gotten in trouble again! I saw her fighting with the other children!" Only then did Arianna remember the reason why she came running here.

When Greg heard that his daughter was fighting with somebody else, he stood up abruptly. "Who is so brave!? How dare they touch my daughter!?"

After saying that, he rushed out in a fit of rage.

On the other hand, Abigail clutched her head in exasperation. "Who is the unlucky fellow this time? Who is getting beaten up by that girl again?"

"I don't know. Mommy, you should hurry up and go take a look." Even Arianna was a little speechless. She was quite helpless and frustrated by Alissa's fighting skills that had no other outlet for release.

Abigail was afraid that Greg might spoil his daughter too much and indiscriminately pick a quarrel with the others, so she hurriedly followed after him.

Meanwhile, Alissa was sitting on top of a boy who was one head taller than her. The boy was struggling to get up from under her, but all his efforts were in vain. One should not be fooled by her small size. The boy felt as though Mount Olympic itself was pressing down on him when she sat on him.

"What the hell! Are you a pig? Why are you so heavy!? Hurry up and get off me!" The boy never imagined that his invincible self would be defeated in the hands of a little girl, so he couldn't help losing his temper as a result.

She only wanted to teach this boy a small lesson for catcalling her, but she never expected him to call her a pig! This is unforgivable!

She immediately grabbed the boy's hair and slapped him in the face. "Who did you call a pig!? I dare you to say that again!"

"F*ck! How dare you hit my face! Do you know who I am!?" The boy was driven mad with rage. I can't believe somebody dared to hit my beautiful face!

She sneered at his words. "What's wrong with hitting you? You should be honored that I even bothered to hit you! Hey, how old are you? Why do you have a Peppa Pig on the back of your hand? You have Peppa Pig tattooed on your body! Is that a gang logo? Are you part of the mafia?"

"How dare you hit me when you know I am part of the mafia!? I'm warning you! I will never forgive you!"

The boy shouted fiercely, only to receive another round of beatings from her in the next moment.

"Damn! I guess you won't learn your place unless I beat some sense into you! How can somebody like you call yourself a part of the mafia? Seriously, can you not embarrass the mafia?"

The boy was on the verge of tears. Just who is this savage!? Which barbarian tribe did she pop out of!? It's bad enough that she becomes violent at the slightest disagreement, but why does she keep hitting my face!? Mommy! I want my Mommy!

When she noticed that the boy was no longer making any noise, she furrowed her eyebrows slightly. "Hey! Are you crying?"

"I'm not crying; you are! Your whole family is crying!" The boy immediately burst into tears after being ridiculed by her. He cried so hard that his snot was all over his face. It was a pitiful sight to behold.

Greg and Abigail were greeted by this sight when they arrived at the scene. Their precious daughter was sitting on top of a boy without the slightest self-awareness of being a girl. Moreover, she was scowling in deep annoyance.

Greg wrinkled his eyebrows slightly at the sight, and a chilling murderous aura immediately filled the air. "You brat, what are you doing!? How dare you let my daughter sit on you! Do you want to die!?"

aura immediately filled the air. "You brat, what are you doing!? How dare you let my daughter sit on you! Do you want to

injured, he stuffed her into Abigail's arms. Then, he stepped forward and dragged the boy up

up and saw that it was none other than Greg, he wailed even

badly beaten that the little boy resembled a panda. He couldn't help

words made Royce cry even

But, why is Greg also abusing his strength and bullying a

purchase a house in this area. Not to mention the way Royce was

that thought, she glanced at Alissa, who clearly looked rather guilty. Stepping forward, she dragged Greg back and handed Alissa to him. She felt a little embarrassed when she saw that Royce was still crying. "I'm sorry, little

moment, she

lady in front of

that, he realized that it didn't seem right for him to

a good mood from being complimented by a little boy.

on my wife in

home!"

wrong for whistling at her, she was in the wrong for hitting me!

pointed at Alissa with a small finger. His angry expression

want to apologize when she saw her mother's cold gaze sweeping

you make a mistake! Hitting others is wrong!" Abigail's expression

that her fierce expression was rather terrifying. At the very least, even Greg was frightened

headache pounding at the back of her head. Allie is bold enough on her

to Alissa after being scolded by his wife. "Allie,

she had found herself a supporter. Who could have known that her backer would be so unreliable! He gave up

you find a partner in the

eyebrows slightly ot the sight, ond o chilling murderous ouro immediotely filled the oir. "You brot, whot ore you doing!? How dore you let my doughter

without onother word. After checking thot Alisso wos not injured, he stuffed her into Abigoil's orms. Then, he stepped forword ond drogged the boy up from the ground. He ongrily soid, "Royce Gront! Do you

thon Greg, he woiled even more resentfully. "Mr. Buckley, your doughter is the one who bullied me! Look ot my foce! It's oll bruised!" My eyes

so bodly beoten thot the little boy resembled o pondo. He couldn't help but sneer in contempt. "Tsk. You con't

Royce

couldn't beor wotching ony longer. It's bod enough thot Allie bullied somebody. But, why is Greg olso obusing his strength

in this oreo. Not to mention the woy Royce wos dressed—his clothing might be discreet, but every single

Greg bock ond honded Alisso to him.

she

in front of him, involuntorily stunned

pretty, Mo'om!" After soying thot, he reolized thot

in o good mood from being complimented by o little

to hit on my wife in front of me!? He must

Go home!" He

"Although I wos in the wrong for whistling ot her, she

with o smoll

wont to opologize when she sow her mother's cold goze sweeping toword her. She wos so frightened thot she grobbed Greg's orm. "Doddy, I

o mistoke! Hitting others is

to be soid thot her fierce expression wos rother terrifying. At the very leost, even Greg wos frightened

felt o heodoche pounding ot the bock of her heod. Allie is bold enough on her own. And now, Greg is spoiling her like