Brian heaved a short sigh. "It seems that, Mr. Shen, you don't want to settle this in a peaceful manner."
The teacher and the headmaster cowered in fear, their faces turning pale. However, Tyronn was still boiling with anger, oblivious to what was waiting for him. The headmaster's body started to tremble, but the only thing he could do was curse Tyronn for being a dumbass.
"Bang!" Tyronn thumped his fist on the table. The headmaster and the teacher looked at him in shock, while Brian continued to look indifferent.
Tyronn abruptly stood up and pointed his plump finger at Brian. He yelled, "If your son doesn't apologize to my son right away, you will have to face the consequences of his actions!"
Brian's eyebrows shot up. The dimwit in front of him was the only person to ever dare point a finger at him so arrogantly. His falcon-like eyes were sharper than usual. The headmaster thought that Brian was about to blow up. But when he spoke, his voice had an eerie calmness to it. "My son will not apologize to your son. But your son will apologize to my daughter."
He spoke very slowly, but his words were almost suffocating. Brian's narrowed eyes emitted a sharp, cold light. It froze Tyronn in his spot.
Slowly, Brian rose from his chair. He was tall and slim, while Tyronn was just the opposite—short and flabby. While Brian was handsome and muscular, his counterpart was unsightly and made up of layers of fat. They looked at each other, but didn't say anything. Tyronn seemed to have been lost for words.
What really froze Tyronn wasn't Brian's appearance, but his aura. His presence was dominating.
"What… What do you want?" He was intimidated by Brian's pressure. His anger had been pressed back into his plump body.
Glaring at Tyronn, Brian stated, "I want your son to apologize to my daughter. And I will pay the hospital bills for your son. If you don't agree, then there's nothing else to talk about."
Tyronn gulped to keep himself calm. Even though he was intimidated by the invisible aura around Brian, he tried his best not to show any fear on his face. "That's impossible!" he replied. "You have to stick to my conditions. If not, I can't promise your safety."
It was such a blatant threat from Tyronn, and the headmaster and the teacher frowned in fear and annoyance. The teacher couldn't help but compare the children to their fathers. Like the saying went, "Like father, like son." Jerome had always been a capricious kid who liked to bully other kids. The twins were nothing like him. Evelyn was a cute and lovely girl, and although Charlie was a bit rowdy, he had his manners. 'The reason for the difference in the children's character is obvious now. Just look at their fathers, ' the teacher thought.
She sighed and gathered the courage to speak. "Mr. Shen," she said, "how about this? It is undeniable that Jerome was wrong. Maybe it wasn't intentional, but he should still apologize to Evelyn." Then she turned to Brian. "Mr. Long, I understand that Charlie was trying to protect his sister, but he shouldn't have hit Jerome. After Jerome apologizes to Evelyn, Charlie should apologize to Jerome." She waited for a few seconds and asked, "Can we all agree to that?"
Brian didn't respond. He found the teacher's words reasonable, and the suggestion was acceptable to him. He didn't want to leave a false impression on his children and let them think that they were allowed to do anything because of the power held by the Long Family.
"No!" Tyronn immediately rejected the idea. "Charlie must apologize to my son first."
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