Natalie replied with her lips pursed, “That sounds like the best thing to do, but allow me to correct you, Ms. Syke. I don’t have a sister. My brother is the only sibling I have.”
“Oh! I’ll definitely keep that in mind!”
After Natalie put the name card in her bag, she asserted, “It’s getting late, Ms. Syke. I’ll be heading off in advance.”
Jessie waved and bade farewell to Natalie, “Goodbye, Ms. Smith.”
Natalie made her way out of the private room after she responded with a simple nod.
As soon as Natalie departed, she placed her cup of tea aside and started caressing her knees with her face scrunched up in irritation. Her wrath was written all over her vicious-looking face.
A few minutes later, she moved her hands away and returned to her usual calm and collected self, pretending as though nothing had occurred.
Meanwhile, once Natalie departed, she made her way to the kindergarten instead of making a trip back to her office.
She reached the kindergarten after an hour. Once she pulled over at the entrance, she alighted from the car and leaned against it in anticipation of her children.
Two minutes later, she heard someone yelling and cursing.
She turned around and looked in the direction of the commotion. Three buff-looking little boys had surrounded a little boy who was around Connor’s height and started beating him without holding back.
As they continued beating him up, they yelled at the scrawny little boy, “Beat him up! His sister is a murderer! That makes him a potential murderer too! We can’t let him off the hook! Hurry up and beat him up!”
Wrapping his arms around his head to defend himself, the little boy yelled, “Move away from me! I’m not a murderer! My sister has never murdered anyone!”
Unfortunately, the three buff-looking little boys couldn’t be bothered at all—they got increasingly brutal instead.
The rest of the parents that were nearby didn’t bother to stop the fight as well. It was a horrifying and heartbreaking scene.
Natalie’s brows furrowed because she had always deemed children the future of the country. It was then she noticed she had made a mistake.
Although most of the children were of kind nature, there were a selected few who were born delinquents.
I can’t believe they’re so brutal when they’re still so young! This is so disappointing!
Unable to suppress her anger anymore, Natalie rushed over and yelled, “Stop it!”
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