The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1183

"Ah!"

"Quick, get the teacher!"

The other kids, witnessing the scuffle, rushed to alert the teachers.

By the time the teachers arrived, Twila was in tears, her face a palette of bruises, while Daniel, bloodied but defiant, declared, "You can't talk about my mom like that!"

...

Brittany had just arrived at the office, her intuition sending her alarming vibes, when she decided to call for a department meeting. Before the meeting could start, her phone rang. "Hello, is this Daniel's parent? Could you please come to the school right away-" "What's happened to my son?" Brittany asked anxiously.

"Ms. Lynette, he got into a fight with another student. Please, come as soon as you can."

Hanging up, Brittany, accompanied by her assistant, rushed to Star Elementary School.

Daniel, having always been more mature than his peers, had been doing well since transferring to this school, never once getting into trouble.

Yet today, he had gotten into a fight, and Brittany was beside herself with worry, fearing her son might be at a disadvantage.

Her assistant sped up, trying to reassure her, "Ms. Lynette, don't worry too much. The young master will be alright."

Brittany was hardly consoled.

Elementary School,

heading straight for the administration office, pushing through a crowd

bandaged head and

Daniel's eyes immediately welled up with

to him, Brittany choked up at the sight of his bandage, "Does it

tears, "I'm not hurt, it's

words, the gash on his

then turned to

Twila outright, tried to downplay the incident, "Ms. Lynette, it's just a little scuffle among children. Please, don't be too upset. We've already

you mean,

was not about to let Twila off easily "After such a serious incident at school, don't you think I deserve

Lynette, Twila was the one who initiated the conflict with...

known to be Eltham's illegitimate daughter, was about to become Brittany's stepdaughter. What

Twila, "Shouldn't you

deal if I pushed him? How dare he hit a

bringing her

teachers, unaccustomed to such confrontation, suggested, "Ms. Lynette, perhaps we should just

the surveillance footage. I want to see why