The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 203

Chapter 203 I Want An Apology

Patrick was no stranger to the term "little bastard". Back in Norview, several classmates from his kindergarten had often called him that.

He understood it wasn't meant as a compliment. His big eyes widened in anger as he looked at Rosie.

Rosie scolded Patrick sharply, "Look at what you've done to my dress! This dress is worth tens of thousands of dollars. Do you think you can afford to compensate me?"

Her expression darkened as she looked at her dress, her anger evident.

Patrick pouted, already feeling annoyed by the pretty lady he hadn't liked to begin with. Now that she was scolding him, his irritation swelled. He tightened his little fists in frustration and shouted, "You're so mean! You're a bad woman!"

He took a deep breath, plotting his next move as he eyed the cakes on the table.

Recalling his mother's advice that children shouldn't always resort to fighting and should communicate peacefully, he firmly said to Rosie, "You insulted me. I want an apology."

Rosie, enraged, retorted, "By what right do you demand an apology from me? Compensate me for my dress

first!"

Patrick had intentionally stained her dress. He had already sensed her malicious intentions, especially when he had realized she had been secretly recording him. He didn't know what she intended to do with the footage.

He stood his ground. "You insulted me. Apologize."

scoffed, finding the boy as irritating as his

and now facing

"It was you who ruined my

Patrick grabbed a cream cake from the table and

collide

furious shouts

she asked Patrick while following

concerned about Rosie retaliating With Brenna present, she doubted Rosie would

Patrick

ascended to the third floor.

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situation to Julia

it was indeed a bit troublesome the corded town wh suggested to Patrick, "We should inform your mom and grother shot this before that bad women complains about

"Yes, let's inform

the door open, finding Brenna calmly explaining

family members share a hereditary allergy to mangpes. It's something only our family knows. Even our household staff is in the dark about it. My dad insists it most remain a secret to

scent of mango on the collars, suggesting the dresses had

hardened. "Rosie is really malicious. We can't allow her to get

sensed that something was wrong. He had the same look whenever he got into trouble at school or was up to no good. She gave his head a light tap. "What trouble have you gotten yourself into this

he added, "That bad woman also

furious voice could be heard. "Little bastard, come