The principal’s words came as a shock to Leon Batton.
At that point, he finally understood how fake the principal and these adults were.
He grew angrier, his small fists clenched by his sides.
“Why should I apologize? They’re the ones bullying us," Leon stated indignantly, pointing his finger at the other family. "I doubt Lynette and I will stay here for long if this is the kind of favoritism Phaeton Kindergarten offers.”
After saying that, he directly ran up to the other boy’s father, removing his tiny leather shoe before launching it at his face.
For a 6-year-old child, Leon was very swift and accurate, moving like the wind. The shoe had already connected with his face by the time he could react.
Everyone was stunned to see his nose was badly injured.
At the very least, nobody expected that a kid like Leon would have the courage to do such a thing.
The man was now livid after being assaulted by a shoe.
He immediately raised his hand and slapped Leon with his full strength, sending him crashing to the ground from the force.
His limbs slammed against the cold hard concrete floor, his face turning pale as the pain set in.
Nearby, the son smirked in satisfaction as he watched, glaring at him viciously. “You overestimate yourself, you fool. You deserve to be hit by my father. Hahaha!”
Leon immediately lost his temper after being struck.
Meanwhile, his sister ran over to help him to his feet after witnessing what happened.
“You’re a monster," Lynette exclaimed with contempt. "You’re dead.”
“What a joke. I’ve encountered all sorts of dangers. Why would I soil myself?” he retorted and started laughing evilly.
Meanwhile, the onlookers around them also found Lynette's comment funny as they chuckled.
From their perspectives, her family was powerless to do anything to this man. Even though these kids shared the same names as the Batton family's grandchildren, their fates and family backgrounds were completely different.
“Have you made the call?” she turned to address her nanny in plain view.
Shanice nodded right away.
The man laughed coldly again. “Did you call someone? Great. Get everyone to come. It doesn’t matter how many people you bring. In the end, you’d still have to kneel in front of me and apologize for your mistakes.
“Remember, if anything happens to your family business, it’s your fault. You asked for it,” he added.
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