Chapter 810
Noticing Damonâs displeasure, Walter quickly said, âMr. Sumner, Iâll check who it is.â
âMm,â Damon hummed in agreement.
As soon as Walter stepped out of the car, the driverâs door of the BMW opened.
Jane emerged, dressed in a pure white suit. She walked straight to Damonâs rear window and gently tapped on it.
âMr. Sumner, I believe youâve heard about the fight between Mr. Mason and my son at school. Iâm here to discuss how we can resolve this matter,â she said.
Damon rolled down the window, his expression blank. âMs. Wilkie, how do you propose to resolve this?â
Jane hadnât anticipated Damon taking this tone, considering that Mason had pushed Wilhelm, resulting in Wilhelmâs injuries.
Even if he was accustomed to being high and mighty, wouldnât he at least be a bit more accommodating?
If it were someone else, Jane would have gone straight to the police by now instead of coming to negotiate.
Suppressing her anger, she forced a smile and asked, âMr. Sumner, would you mind discussing this inside?â
Damonâs gaze turned cold, and he remained silent.
The atmosphere became awkward, yet Janeâs expression didnât change. She continued to smile, seemingly waiting for his response.
After more than a minute of tension, her smile became strained as she probed, âMr. Sumner?â
âMs. Wilkie, if I recall correctly, you threatened Nyla earlier at school, saying you would call the police?â Damon asked, his eyes devoid of warmth.
Janeâs face paled, her smile nearly faltering.
âMr. Sumner I was overwhelmed with emotions at that moment. After all, I saw my son get hurt. Itâs hard to remain calm,â she reasoned.
She then looked at Nyla and apologized, âMs. Kinsey, Iâm sorry. I was a bit emotional earlier. I hope you can forgive me.â
Nyla was astonished. She hadnât expected Janeâs attitude to change so drastically after just one afternoon. She replied, âMs. Wilkie, I can understand your feelings.â
1/2
Chapter 810
+25 BCARUS
As a mother, if it had been Mason who had been injured, she might not have reacted any differently than Jane.
Seeing Nylaâs calm expression, Damon turned to Jane again. âMs. Wilkie, letâs discuss this in my office tomorrow.â
Janeâs eyes brightened with delight as she replied, âSure!â
âCan you move your car now?â Damon asked.
A hint of embarrassment crossed Janeâs face. âIâll do it right away.â
With that, she turned and walked briskly to her car.
Soon, the red BMW was out of the way, and Damon instructed Walter to drive into the
garage.
Damon and Nyla got out of the car and walked into the villa.
Mason was sitting on the living room floor, focused on building with his blocks, completely oblivious to their return.
As they approached him, Damon noticed the small wounds on his face, and his expression darkened.
âDid this happen during the fight with Janeâs child?â he asked.
Nyla nodded. âYes, but his injuries arenât serious. The other child he fought with has a large cut on his forehead and will probably need stitches.â
Her tone was soft, but Mason suddenly looked up at her and defiantly corrected her, Mommy, I didnât fight him. He fell down by himself.â
Nyla paused for a moment and then apologized, âBuddy, Iâm sorry. I misspoke.â
Mason nodded and returned to stacking his blocks.
Seeing his serious demeanor, Damon sat across from him with a smile and asked, âBuddy, do you want Daddy to join you?â
C
Comments(0)
Join the discussion — sign in to leave a comment
Sign In to CommentNo comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts!