Chapter 1107

Chapter 1107:

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Still, Mitchel instinctively moved the wheelchair slightly forward to protect Raegan behind him.

In his mother's embrace, the chubby boy regained his arrogance. No matter how enormous the trouble he had caused, his mother would cover for him. This indulgence reinforced his unruly character.

Pointing at Raegan, the fat man shouted, "Mom, look at her! It was this horrible woman who hit me. Get her and this cripple! They were talking earlier. They must be plotting together."

With his mother at his side, his stutter disappeared and the chubby boy shouted maliciously: “Torture them! Kill them!”

There was nothing but pure malice in his eyes.

Raegan's expression turned icy, watching the chubby boy show no remorse or shame as he lay in his mother's arms, still so vicious.

It was clear that this mother and son duo were alike, probably used to torment each other frequently!

The plump woman suddenly turned to look at them. “You cripple, you dare to defend this woman? I will finish you off along with her today! “I will have you armored and then you will be truly defenseless.”

The plump woman stood up quickly, her movements jerky and threatening as she spoke.

Mitchel wasn't going to let the plump woman touch Raegan. He quickly swung his cane, hitting the woman in the leg.

“Thud!” The impact caused the woman's knees to buckle and, due to her considerable size, she crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

“Oh, I’m going to die from this fall!” the plump woman moaned in agony. “You! “How dare you attack me, cripple!”

Hearing the mother and son repeatedly use the term “cripple,” Raegan could no longer remain silent. She stepped in front of Mitchel, placing him behind her.

“Why don't you look at your son and he'll teach you a lesson? He's been disrespecting you all this time, for God's sake! And you're no better. You haven’t even bothered to ask about what happened, you just start the conflicts!”

Raegan was furious. “Is this how you parent? Is this how you guide your child?”

"I teach my son however I want. Who are you to criticize, you little bitch?" the woman snapped.

Raegan's expression conveyed her disbelief. "You've earned that fall. As the branch bends, so the tree grows. Parents like you ruin their children!"

"What foul language you use, daring to speak of my son!" The plump woman, enraged as a fury, rebuked: "I think you are really looking for trouble, brat!"

Raegan had seen all she needed to see. It was clear that the chubby boy took after his mother. No wonder he seemed beyond reform. Years of his mother's influence had embedded those traits deeply into him.

The plump woman continued to rant, “You little siren, you think you can attract a man with your pretty face. No wonder this cripple likes you. Pah, you were born a seductress.”

The woman's rant was meaningless, filled with wild accusations that were thrown about aimlessly. She was very observant, however. She noticed that although Mitchel was crippled, his manners and clothes denoted wealth.

As for Raegan, dressed in a simple, loose, casual outfit that the woman did not recognize as high-end leisurewear, but instead mistook for cheap attire.

To the woman, Raegan was nothing more than a low-class girl trying to rise above her station, and she didn't think such individuals were worthy of her attention! She was determined to severely reprimand Raegan.

The plump woman was unaware that Raegan was wearing baggy clothes because she was still nursing her baby after a recent birth. She naively believed that Raegan, impoverished, would greedily cling to a rich man like Mitchel, despite his limp.

Even in a baggy outfit, Raegan managed to attract attention, which aroused intense jealousy in the plump woman. Thus, the plump woman was determined to undermine and defame Raegan with vicious words.

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