Chapter 299

"Sidney, Mommy wants to solve your troubles," Darcy said painstakingly.

"That's what confuses me. Mommy didn't seem to care about my injuries or ask about the fight when she arrived. She just blamed me directly. Is that how much Mommy loves me? Instead of believing in her own child, she is eager to apologize to others. How much do you wish for me to make mistakes?" Sidney, almost turning into a lawyer, said with a slight pause, looking straight at Darcy.

Darcy was taken aback, staring at Sidney who had almost become a debater. She wanted to tear off that damned little mouth.

As expected, when she looked up, she saw Lawrence's expression changing, a coldness overlaying his features.

"Sidney, I can tell that you haven't been injured at all. Are the wounds on the faces of those five kids on the other side all fake? How did you become like this? It's one thing to bully your classmates, but even when Mommy apologizes for you, you still find fault. What does Mommy need to do to gain your satisfaction?" Darcy looked at Lawrence, tears welling up in her eyes.

Oscar raised his mouth, calmly taking out his handheld screen, "Daddy, add me on Facebook, and you can get to know my class situation."

Darcy widened her eyes, staring at him, not knowing what he was up to.

Lawrence was also puzzled, but still took out his phone and added his son's number.

Soon, a few old and dilapidated classroom photos were enlarged in the conversation box.

Oscar pitifully said to Darcy, "Mommy, maybe if you don't put me in this worst class, I will be satisfied with you. My requirements are really not high!"

Lawrence saw the photos and changed the situation in an instant. Lawrence's sharp gaze zeroed in on the woman.

"You put him in this kind of class? When you said he didn't fit in the international class, I thought it was because he couldn't get along with aristocratic children, so I agreed to let him go to a regular class. But the class survey you gave me is not up to standard!"

"I... I didn't know," Darcy panicked slightly.

There was no way Sidney would have such a twisted idea!

She quickly shifted the blame to the teacher. "Teacher, what's going on here? I told you to put Sidney in the best regular class. How could you do this?"

"Miss Ordelia..." The female teacher glared, unwilling to bear the responsibility.

But she soon received a warning glance, as if saying, 'You took my money but didn't do your job. Get ready to be kicked out of the school!'

"Who gave the order?" Lawrence's tone turned icy, intimidating the entire office.

The female teacher trembled in fear, cornered, she had no choice but to swallow the blame for her own sake.

"Sidney's father, you've misunderstood. There were no spots available in the regular class, so I had to temporarily place Sidney in this class for a few days."

Oscar smiled and glanced at Darcy before explaining to his despicable father, "It's not just for a few days, Father! Your son has suffered so much here, and you have no idea. Take today, for example. Do you know why I fought with Nick?"

"Tell me!" Lawrence's cold gaze swept over the children and Nick's mother, suddenly feeling sorry for his son.

"It's because they've been teasing me for a long time, saying I have no mother and I'm a bastard that no one cares about. Today, Nick made me his punching bag and had them all beat me up. Enduring it was unbearable, so I hit him back!"

"You're talking nonsense! My son didn't insult you. He's very polite. It must be you who struck him first!" Nick's mother retorted.

Oscar paused and then posted a video recorded on his bracelet to his father's Facebook account.

The truth became clear at a glance.

The office fell silent.

The female teacher dared not speak, her face pale. Nick's mother's face turned ashen.

Casually, Oscar glanced at Darcy, who had a complicated expression. His eyes were calm.

A few seconds later, icy coldness radiated from Lawrence's entire body as he turned and made a phone call.

"Dismiss the principal of this kindergarten, as well as this teacher. Also, report the children who beat my son and their parents to the police, and have them arrested."

Upon hearing this, the female teacher became even paler, while Nick's mother trembled in fear.

Bryan immediately came in with his men and dragged the female teacher and Nick and his mother out.

"Mr. Rodriguez, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Please forgive me!" the female teacher pleaded desperately.

"Sidney's mother..." Nick's mother wailed as she was being dragged away, but when her eyes met Darcy's, she dare not say anything more.

Soon, the room fell quiet.

Lawrence, with deep eyes and mixed emotions, squatted down and touched the wound on his son's forehead.

His big hands were soft and apologetic. "I'm sorry!"

How much I don't believe her anymore!

Just now, that look of disappointment and coldness made her tremble.

Darcy bit her lip, her face turning pale then red, stomped her foot, and quickly followed, crying out in grievance, "Mr. Rodriguez, wait for me, listen to my explanation..."