Yvette, who was writing a song, also heard the screams. She walked out in confusion and went to the hall.

Even from a distance, she saw Yara in the living room, covering her face with one hand and pointing at Noah with the other.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Yara shrieked. It was understandable if it had only happened once or twice.

Noah still had a confused and pitiful expression. "Grandma, what's the matter? Why are you yelling at me?"

Wendy shielded him behind her. "Madam, Noah definitely didn't do it on purpose. He is the best child there is."

Yara didn't believe it. "This is obviously alcohol, not iodine. My face feels like it's on fire!"

"Noah hasn't even been to kindergarten. How can he tell the difference between iodine and alcohol?" Wendy thought that Yara was too inflexible.

She had even claimed to be Noah's grandmother. How could a grandmother be so inconsiderate to her grandson?

Yara thought that Wendy was right. The child in front of her looked only four or five years old.

However, when she thought about her face being ruined by Noah, she really found it hard to like him.

want to waste my time on you. Where's Yvette?"

to answer her when Yvette walked in from outside and looked at Yara coldly. "Is there something you want from

in, her momentum was completely different from before. Yara

wrong. I only came to see how your

thought about how her injury had been caused by

"Is this

If it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't

see you, but

wanting Noah to see how disgusting people could be, Yvette asked

have already returned that life to you, and now I don't owe

that

Yvette's arm, looking her up and down. "If

my grace orth

you."

as I know, criminal like you cannot leave a fixed place after being released on bail, right? Don't blame me for what happens if

speaking. Yara's gaze turned anxious when she saw that Yvette was about to call the police. "You brat, how

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