Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 464

When Mrs. White's husband arrived, she immediately began to cry. "Hubby, look at our son. See how badly he's being bullied. They even falsely accused our son! They said our son sexually assaulted their daughter! Our son is so young. How would he know such things?"

Mr. White was quite arrogant as well. He stared at Heaton and said, "Are you this kid's father? Look how badly your child beat my son. You should apologize!"

Heaton only showed his name card and passed it to him. His voice sounded indifferent. "My lawyer will contact you soon."

"What? Lawyer?"

This was such a trivial matter. Why did he want a lawyer to be involved?

What was this man's background?

Mr. White frowned and took a look at the name card. His eyes trembled when he saw the name, Heaton Fudd, on the sophisticated name card. Listed under his name was his position, ‘President of Fudd Group’.

Mr. White immediately changed his expression. He quickly put a smile on his face and explained to Heaton, "President Fudd, I failed to recognize your eminence. My son was not sensible about bullying your daughter. However, this is just a small fight amongst the naughty children. Please don't take this seriously."

While Little Jelly Bean hugged Heaton's neck, she pouted her mouth and said, "Daddy, Charles also used a pair of scissors to cut my hair. I told him not to cut it, but he insisted."

Charles refuted immediately, "No, I didn't! Cherie, you're lying!"

Tyler immediately stood up for her and said, "Uncle Fudd, Cherie is not lying. I saw Charles using a pair of scissors to cut her hair."

Pursing his thin lips, Heaton's face looked serious and stern. "Mr. White, I can forgive your son for bullying my daughter. Maybe like what you said, it's just a small fight amongst the children. However, your wife is an adult. She almost pushed my six-month pregnant wife down the staircase a moment ago. If I didn't reach here in the nick of time, my wife would’ve been rushed to the operating room in an ambulance by now. What do you think about this? How should you pay for this?"

With fear written all over their faces, Mr. and Mrs. White looked at Heaton with reverence and awe. "President Fudd, it's all my wife's fault. You! Quickly apologize to Mrs. Fudd."

"Mrs. Fudd, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."

Verian glanced at Heaton. She was too lazy to deal with them anymore. This matter was actually the kindergarten teacher's fault for mishandling it. The teacher should have educated Charles properly when he pulled Little Jelly Bean's clothes. However, it seemed like this teacher did not care about who was right or wrong. She just did not want to offend anyone.

Heaton looked over at Verian gently. "How do you want to settle it?"

Verian said, "A child must not hurt anyone, but he or she should not be hurt by someone else as well. I hope you go home and educate your son properly. Don't always spoil your son and let him off when he pulls another girl's clothes."

"Yes! What Mrs. Fudd said is true. We'll educate this nasty boy when we go home!"

...

As they left from the kindergarten, Verian told Heaton, "Heaton, let's send Helen and Tyler back home first."

Heaton nodded.

Helen was a bit embarrassed and quickly said, "Tyler and I can take the subway home."

"It's okay. It's peak hour now. It's inconvenient for you to take the subway with Tyler."

Helen smiled faintly. It was hard for her to refuse Verian's kindness, so she got into the car with her son.

As they got into the car, the two children who stood outside all afternoon complained of being hungry and thirsty.

There was some bread and milk in the car, so Verian gave them to the kids.

As Tyler was eating, he looked around the luxury car. He could not help but sigh, "Cherie, your family's car is really luxurious."

As he said that, Verian and Helen were stunned.

As Little Jelly Bean had been riding in the car since she was young, she could not understand it. Frowning, she asked, "Doesn't Uncle Gale drive this kind of car?"

Tyler shook his head. "My dad only drives a Volkswagen."

Heaton, who was driving, raised his eyebrows. When did Carter Gale start to role-play as a poor person? Was it his new hobby?

Tyler sighed and patted Little Jelly Bean's shoulder. "Although our family is not rich, rest assured that I'll study hard and earn good money when I grow up, so I can buy this kind of car for you."

Verian and Helen looked at each other and almost laughed out loud.

...

When they reached their neighborhood, the black Maybach stopped.

As Helen got out of the car with her son, Heaton rolled down the car window to have a look at the residential building.