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Predestined Marriage novel Chapter 138

Summer frowned and looked coldly at the fat woman, "With the child here, you should talk properly."

"What do you mean? Are you cursing me?" The fat woman rushed over to Summer in an aggressive manner. It seemed as if she was eager to jump up to slap Summer.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the head teacher hurriedly pulled the woman up and said, "Mrs. Burton, please calm down."

One of the boys fighting with Douglas was called Marco Burton. That fat woman was his mother.

His mother was so unreasonable. Therefore, how well could Marco be?

It wasn't Summer's prejudice, but the vast majority of children would be influenced by their parents' words and deeds.

"I'm calm. You should look at my son!" The fat woman broke free from the teacher and walked over to pull Marco up to her. She pointed at the wound on his face and said, "If your son is injured like this, can you calm down?"

The fat woman pinched Marco's arm firmly. Summer could clearly see Marco grinning in pain, but he did not say anything.

Facing this aggressive middle-aged woman, the head teacher was obviously unable to handle it. He took two steps back and pushed the eyeglasses on his nose, saying, "I ... I'm not married yet..."

The fat woman said, "Teacher, you look in your thirties. You're not married yet?"

Hearing this, the head teacher became somewhat unpleasant. He cleared his throat and said, "Douglas doesn't want to say anything. Then Marco, please tell us about the situation at that time."

When Marco heard his name, he raised his head and looked in Douglas’ direction.

Douglas looked back at him. Marco trembled. He lowered his head, and stammered, "We were just joking with Douglas, and he hit us."

"Are you joking?" Douglas tilted his neck and looked at Marco. He dropped the hammer on Marco, "Are you calling that a joke? Do you believe that I'll hit you again next time?"

After saying that, Douglas felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger. He gritted his teeth and added, "I will beat you until you were paralyzed!"

Summer's expression changed slightly as she coldly said, "Douglas!"

Douglas turned his head to look at Summer and said, "Summer, I'm never wrong. If he dares to say it again, I really dare to beat him up again. In any case, my cousin will help me clean up the mess."

Summer said coldly, "Shut up!"

Although Summer did not always have a cold face like Leonardo, when she lost her temper, she was still quite frightening.

Douglas lowered his head and didn't say anything, but he turned his head to the side, not looking at Summer. It was obvious that he was mutinous.

There were many people here, so it was not the time to teach Douglas a lesson.

When someone came to cause trouble, they naturally couldn't be pushover.

However, there was something wrong with Douglas’ thoughts. He was only fourteen years old, but he talked of nothing but fight. He even said that Leonardo would help him to clean up his mess.

Such an idea was absolutely wrong!

Marco felt that Summer could hold Douglas back, so he became a little bolder.

He snorted and said unexpectedly, "I'm telling the truth. The place where Mrs. Emerson, Leonardo’s mother, was kidnapped back then was the old factory not far from my house. Someone saw that she was raped there. However, no one dared to say this. Because those who knew about this was given a fee by the Emerson family! What do you care? You fought us for such a small matter ... Ah!"

Before Marco could finish his words, he screamed miserably.

When Summer heard the words "Mrs. Emerson" again, she was shocked and did not notice Douglas’ movement for a while.

By the time she looked over, Douglas had already fiercely waved his fist towards Marco's face. He said fiercely, "I told you that once you said it, I will hit you again..."

"Douglas, stop!" Summer hurried over and pulled him.

Although Douglas was still an adolescent, he loved sports and his strength was not small, so Summer could not pull him.

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