The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1287

Seeing Alexander now, she froze.

She pursed her lips and hurried forward, an awkward expression on her face. “You’re both here… about this matter…”

Alexander ignored the teacher. His gaze fell on Niki and Raffy, who were huddled in the corner.

He frowned slightly when he saw his daughter’s disheveled hair and dirt-smudged face.

The chill in his eyes deepened when he noticed Raffy’s red-rimmed eyes and the scrape on his knee that was still oozing blood.

He let go of Danielle’s hand, walked slowly over to Niki, and knelt down. He gently straightened her messy hair, his voice low but tender. “Tell Daddy what happened.”

At the sight of Alexander, Niki's tears of grievance welled up instantly.

She threw herself into his arms. “Daddy, Bacon was bullying Raffy! He called him the son of a traitor, pushed him, and stomped on his textbook.”

“I told him to stop, but he hit me, so I hit him back.”

Raffy added in a small voice, “He pushed me first and called me names…”

Having just returned, he didn't want to cause any trouble at school or at home.

After hearing them out, Alexander’s gaze turned cold.

He stood up and fixed his eyes on Wanda. “Mrs. Quintin, is it?”

Wanda felt a shiver run down her spine under his stare but said defiantly, “Mr. Davidson, even if my son said a few things first, that’s no reason to get violent!”

“Look at my son’s face! Look how badly he’s been scratched!”

Alexander didn’t even glance at her.

He turned to the teacher. “I’d like to know, does your school’s code of conduct permit students to verbally abuse their classmates? And is fighting back considered self-defense?”

The teacher’s face went pale. She stammered, unable to answer.

Without waiting for her reply, Alexander turned back to Wanda. “Mrs. Quintin, your son verbally abused Raffy about his family, pushed him, and stomped on his textbook. Those are the facts.”

“Principal Evans, this is Alexander Davidson.”

“Your student, Bacon, has been openly abusing and assaulting a classmate. I need you to come over here.”

“Also, regarding the member of your school’s board, Leanne Quintin, I believe The Davidson Group will have to reconsider our partnership with him.”

He hung up and looked at Wanda, whose face had gone deathly pale. “Mrs. Quintin, do you still believe my children are the ones who need to apologize?”

She wanted to play the power and status game. Fine. They would play.

Wanda was utterly panicked.

She never imagined Alexander would go so far as to threaten her husband’s business partnership over a squabble between children.

The Davidson Group was a giant in their industry. If they truly terminated the partnership, the Quintin family’s losses would be immeasurable.

Her arrogance vanished without a trace. Staring into Alexander's cold eyes, her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a single word.