Chapter 63
This was exactly why Eloise was biased toward Henry. She knew Henry had a very influential uncle.
Henry stuck out his tongue and made faces. “Fatty, you don’t have a mom! Loser, you’re a little bastard with no mom to teach you!”
“That’s enough!” Bethany was livid now. “Miss, do you now hear how your student is talking to Evan?”
Eloise panicked slightly. “Let’s all just calm down.”
Then, she put on a stern face for the other child. “Henry, didn’t I teach you to be kind to your classmates? Have you forgotten?”
Henry huffed and turned his head away. “But he doesn’t have a mom!”
Bethany was about to speak when a pair of gleaming leather shoes suddenly appeared in the office doorway, catching a cold glint of light.
She followed the shoes upward to their owner, finally settling on the man’s cold, aloof face.
He’d looked at her the same way yesterday, distant and detached, as if he were always the king of whatever game he played.
Bethany hadn’t expected Henry’s guardian to be Noah, of all people.
When Noah saw Bethany, it felt like his heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand, then suddenly released just as quickly.
He turned his gaze to Eloise. “I’m Henry’s uncle.”
Eloise’s face lit up. Just as she’d thought, Henry’s uncle looked impossibly distinguished. The man’s face alone was enough to make hearts stop, never mind his powerful background.
She wondered if such a striking man was single.
“Uncle Noah!” Henry spotted Noah, treating him like a lifeline.
He’d been all defiant a moment ago, but the instant he saw his uncle, his lips trembled and tears welled up in his
“Uncle Noah, Evan’s so mean! He hit me! It hurt so bad!”
Noah’s dark eyes finally turned to the porcelain–pale face before him. “And you are?”
“I’m Evan’s aunt.”
Noah’s eyes narrowed sharply. Did she just say she was his aunt?
It appeared she was really committed to this act. Even now, she was still playing the part.
eyes.
Bethany met the man’s scrutinizing gaze calmly. “Your nephew verbally abused Evan first. Evan retaliated physically only after enduring the cruel insults. If we’re talking about cause and effect, your nephew started this.”
Noah laughed dismissively. “Ms. Porter, you’re quite good with words. Regardless, hitting someone is wrong. If you don’t want the boy suspended, the least you can do is have him apologize to Henry.”
Bethany’s eyes narrowed. So he was going to use his influence to pressure her.
“What if I say no?” Bethany asked coldly.
Noah’s face hardened. “Ms. Porter, why don’t we step outside and talk?”
In front of the teacher and children, Bethany didn’t want to make things uglier than they needed to be. Thus, she followed Noah into the hallway.
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The man smiled faintly. “I can let this matter go, but you have to spend a day with me.
“Don’t worry. I won’t do anything to you. I just want to have your cooking again.”
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