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Eve totally babies Milo, after all. He’s the kid she went through all tricks to have with Caleb.

Caleb wasn’t into Eve, but she was putting in the effort with the kid to keep Caleb on the hook.

Running up to Milo in a panic, Eve scanned the area and saw her son’s reddened cheeks, glaring at the head of the school office. “What kind of babysitting is this?”

The director quickly rose to apologize, all eagerness and flattery. “Ms. FitzGerald, it was a little scrap between two kids…”

“Scrap?” Eve shot a cold glance at Kristin, and her face darkened instantly. “Kristin?”

Hugging Summer tight, Kristin looked down and tried to walk away.

“Heh… I should’ve known it was you again. You let your son hit mine, huh?” Eve’s voice sharp as she ordered the bodyguard to block the door. “Stop them!”

The bodyguard stood in the doorway, preventing Kristin from leaving. She stepped back, protecting Summer. “What do you want?”

was

Eve looked at Kristin, shocked, then burst into sarcastic laughter. “What trash is your son to even be in this school? Has Angelic Guard International Nursery started precision poverty alleviation? Letting in any riffraff?”

Eve frowned at the director, snapping, “You better explain to me how her son has attended here! We donate so much money to your school each year through the FitzGerald Group, and it’s for you to take in trash?” Eve’s anger mounted.

The principal hastened to explain. “Ms. FitzGerald, please let me explain. Miss Kristin… It was Mr. FitzGerald’s instruction.”

Eve was even more shocked. “Kristin, you’re shameless, aren’t you? Seduced my brother?”

Rhett, who had never been interested in women or involved in scandals, had helped Kristin’s son get into school.

Kristin clenched her fists, stepping back with Summer.

“Oh, impressive! Getting your son to hit mine, huh? Who do you think you are?” Eve laughed mockingly, raising her hand to slap Kristin.

With her gaze turning intense and dark, Kristin caught Eve’s wrist.

“Eve, your son started with mine. We’re both mothers. Our children are our lines in the sand. Don’t cross mine.”

Eve looked at Kristin, startled, then laughed. “You’re crazy. Let go of me!”

Eve shook off Kristin’s hand with disgust. “Think you’ve got a backer now? My brother is probably briefly interested in you, a burst of charity. What are you? Everyone in Silvergrove City

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dirty you are.”

lowered her eyes, taking a deep

badmouthing my mom!” Summer glares at Eve like a little beast ready to pounce.

Milo’s hair. “Boy, how did he

my face.” Milo pointed to his cheek.

son kneels and apologizes to mine, or you do. Or else, let’s see

for her to kneel

spoke up. “Summer did nothing wrong. If anyone should apologize, it’s you.”

here.” Eve laughed. “Do you think my brother will care about you? Or that

had no intention of letting

to me, kneel!” Spoiled, Milo carried the haughty arrogance

hands tightly, staring at

one side was the FitzGerald family’s young lady, and

girl and a fleeting fling were different.

huh?” Seeing Kristin unmoved, Eve looked at the director. “Expel this little bastard and tell all the

director nervously wiped his sweat.

the heat.” Eve snorted. “If my brother asks, tell

quickly nodded. He

unable

of school, Mom won’t make you apologize for someone else’s

kill to get into, known for grooming

prodigy.

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Kristin felt it was a dirty

correct values in her son, not vanity or

get a better education at a nursery like this.

come begging to me eventually.” Eve’s sarcastic laughter followed

didn’t respond. If this nursery didn’t take them, they would find

hugged Kristin’s neck,

the best. It’s right to stand up when provoked, but we can’t go around hitting

the drawing I made for Dad, and then he messed with my toys and hit my head with them.” Kristin’s steps froze as she held Summer, and

of his hair, his scalp was red and

hoarse and out of control. “Why didn’t you tell

whispered, “I was scared Mommy

head, tears

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