He remarked, âDestinee, it seems you prefer Dulcie.
Youâve left the principal with no hope at all.
â
Arms crossed, Destinee responded gravely, her demeanor surprisingly mature, âItâs not about that, Kyson.
Despite my age, Iâm observant enough.
Miss Burton truly cares for you.
When we were in the infirmary, the principal noticed your handsome features and affluent status.
Thatâs why she favors you.
She and Phillis are in the same category.
Your wealth and appearance are what captivates them, and theyâre simply snobbish.
I donât appreciate their demeanor.
â
Kyson was taken aback by her eloquence and precision in describing those women.
Despite being a young girl, she displayed remarkable intelligence and maturity.
Destinee looked outside the window to observe the scenery outside.
âAre we heading home?â
âYes.
â
âBut Iâm not ready to go home yet.
Can we visit the lab instead? Colby should still be receiving his treatment.
I want to be there with him.
â
Kysonâs expression turned rigid.
Suddenly, he recalled Destineeâs accusation in kindergarten that Myron had called Colby rubbish.
He sensed her compassion toward Colby.
Had she ever blamed him in her heart?
What actions could he take to repay the debt he owed Colby?
Without saying a word, Kyson redirected the car toward the lab.
Unaware of his expression, Destinee was preoccupied with strategizing how to conceal her mistake at the kindergarten.
Her brow furrowed with concentration, almost wrinkling her face.
Concerned, she leaned toward Kyson, who steered with his left hand, and clasped his right.
âCan you promise not to divulge what happened today? Donât tell Daddy! Please! Daddy can be so intimidating.
If he finds out, heâll scold meâ¦â
She pouted, her frustration evident toward Nathan.
âHe cautioned me last time.
Advised against fighting or bullying other children.
Instead, he expects me to emulate Mommyâs quiet elegance.
Daddy is so contradictory.
He always uses violence to solve cases yet he wants me to behave.
How absurd!â
With her hands on her hips, she voiced her complaints.
Kyson stifled a chuckle, shaking his head in amusement.
âHeâs just trying to protect you.
He resorts to violence only when facing criminals.
In our society, the one who initiates violence is at fault.
Moreover, getting into fights can leave you vulnerable to blackmail.
Destinee, you did slip up today.
â
Despite her disdain for Myron, she should have refrained from fighting him in public, being seen by others.
Yet, given her tender age, he refrained from saying these words, mindful of the potential impact on her mental development.
Destinee sobbed.
Indeed, she was acutely aware of her mistake, further prompting her reluctance to disclose it to Nathan.
She pursed her lips and nervously twirled the fabric of her clothing between her fingers.
âMyron spoke ill of Colby.
I couldnât resist defending him.
â