Rachel beamed at Samuel, while Leo beside her looked even more arrogant.
Samuel, soaking up the attention, looked down at me in disbelief.
I pushed myself off the ground, slowly standing through the pain, a cold smile on my lips.
The elementary school principal rushed over, frowning as he scolded me:
“Lily’s mom, stop being stubborn. Apologize to Mr. and Mrs. Brown. You can’t win against them!”
I shook my head at the principal. He sighed:
“I know you wouldn’t lie, but reality is what it is. Those century-old corporations hold immense power. How could you provoke them?”
By now, the neatly dressed professionals from the cars were nearing the activity area.
The crowd, Samuel’s sycophants, and the parents filming all wore eager expressions, anticipating the drama about to unfold.
They exchanged glances at me, smirking and whispering to each other. The tension in the air was thick as the scene was set for the drama about to unfold.
They smirked and reveled in my discomfort.
Only Samuel stepped forward, lowering his voice as he locked eyes with me. “Did you call them here? Are you really so petty that you had to escalate this?”
“Don’t forget, I’m the general manager now. I’m their boss!” I shot back with a grin. “We’ll see about that.”
Noticing Samuel and I in conversation, Rachel hurried over, still putting on her act. “Samuel, I know you feel bad for me and brought the legal team to support me.”
“But I was wrong today too. Let’s just drop it.”
She feigned innocence, turning her cheek to show Samuel where I had slapped her, her son Leo pushing me lightly. “Just wait! Dad’s team is going to beat you up so bad you won’t know what hit you!”
I took a step back intentionally. Leo, without my support, stumbled and hit the ground hard, a big bump rising on his forehead.
“What are you doing bullying a child?! What if he got seriously hurt?” Samuel glared at me.
I couldn’t help but respond, “Samuel, are you blind?”
Rachel quickly scooped Leo into her arms, wailing, “He’s just a kid! How could he hurt you? Why did you have to be so rough?!”
“Quincy, if you’re angry, take it out on me. The child is innocent!”
Her words stirred Samuel, who looked ready to lash out at me.
At that moment, the men in suits reached us. The onlookers anticipated the security guards would restrain me, and Samuel would retaliate against me for Rachel.
But to everyone’s surprise, the bodyguards stepped protectively in front of me.
One guard grabbed Samuel’s arm and threw him aside effortlessly.
