“Both you brats need to be taught a good lesson too.”
Sylphiette lifted her leg and kicked Juan right in his butt.
The little boy clutched his tiny butt and started wailing in pain.
She kicked Juan! Kyle immediately kicked Sylphiette’s legs.
But before he could even land his kick, Sylphiette lifted him into the air.
“Oh no. The witch is hitting us!” Maya screamed as she ran towards the rear house.
This made Sylphiette, who had lost her mind, calm down a little.
If Evan sees me like this, everything will go to waste. But I can’t stomach this anger without teaching these brats a lesson.
She put Kyle back onto the ground and glared at them. “Just you wait. I’ll cook you and chop you up to feed the dogs.”
Upon hearing that, Juan exclaimed, “My gosh! The witch wants to chop us up and feed us to the dogs! Help us, Daddy!”
Sylphiette wasn’t frightened at all even when she saw that they were running towards Nicole’s room. I’m the victim after all.
The smell on me is enough evidence.
She also wanted to see for herself how Evan would settle this.
Evan couldn’t help but frown at the sight of the children running to him to complain.
“What’s wrong?”
“The witch wants to feed us to the dogs. She even kicked me in the butt.”
Kyle nodded his head fervently to prove that Juan was telling the truth.
And Maya purposely added, “The witch even lifted Kyle and tried to drop him to his death.”
What?
Having heard that, Nicole couldn’t sit still anymore. How dare she bully my kids while I’m sick?
She slammed on the table angrily and got up, yelling, “She’s gone too far! I’m going to settle the score with her!”
The puzzled Evan tagged along too.
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