Xyla Quest peered at the silent adults around her and asked calmly, "Who hit my son?"

Meanwhile, her bodyguards had made their way to the office's entrance and stood neatly in a row. Their fully black attire was intimidating to the others, making them feel suffocated. The boy's father stammered. "I-it w-was me. I'm s-sorry, Ms. Quest. I was ignorant. I didn't know these two were your children. If I had known, I wouldn't have done it."

She ignored him. "Which hand did you hit him with?"

He took a deep breath. "M-my right h-hand."

Her frown deepened. "Got it. Someone will be here to claim your hand later."

He paled in fear at her words. Trembling like a leaf, he gazed at her pleadingly. "I'm sorry, Ms. Quest. I'm truly sorry."

Xyla scoffed. "If apologizing worked, then why do we need the police?"

He knew it was over for him.

He hastily went down on his knees as he peered at Xyla, Lynette Batton, and Leon Batton. "I'm truly sorry. Please forgive me!"

The twins merely glared at him in contempt before quickly looking away, unwilling to spare him another glance.

mother asked as her furious eyes swept over the rest

teachers immediately approached

one at fault. Why didn't you

"Here's what happened. We were still investigating earlier. It's not

started laughing nervously. "There must've been

knowing very well that she was

attempted to appease

intend to stand

true.

I sent my children here because I thought this school had

are even worse than

have someone come to sort through their

will all pay for what you did. My children won't

the urge to beat all the teachers up

full story from what the nanny said. On top of that, she also witnessed

side with the more

things at such tender age. She

childhood incidents for

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