Seize His Little Wife

“Eh?” The teacher froze.

Paying for it?

“Xiaobao’s mom, you are trying to …”

Christine White grunted coldly, “That’s good, just what you think, tell Baird Lane’s special assistant, just tell them to wait for my retaliation, bully my son, don’t think you can just let it go!”

Sure enough!

Cold sweat seeped out of the teacher’s forehead, and she was bitter in her heart, “Xiaobao mom, I understand your feelings, but this matter is just a conflict between children, there’s no need to escalate it to between adults, and Ann’s dad is chairman of the board of directors of Lane …”

“So what?” Christine White sneered, “He’s the chairman of The Lane Family Group, I’m not so bad, this price, they’ll pay it, and you, teacher, you knew about little baby’s condition, he’s autistic, and you’re hiding the fact that he’s being bullied, I won’t just let it go either!”

When the words fell out, she directly hung up the phone and then sent a message for Lisa to go to the kindergarten to pick up little baby back.

After sending this message, Christine White contacted the kindergarten director’s side and used her identity to pressure the director to fire Bo’s teacher.

Although this teacher was good to the child, in her opinion, this teacher was not responsible enough.

The teacher was the first to stop those kids from bullying Xiaobao, but after stopping them, she didn’t tell the parents about it, and for that alone, the teacher was a bit remiss.

And this teacher said she didn’t hear those kids call Bao by nicknames anymore after that, but in private?

I’m afraid that teacher doesn’t even know if those kids screamed or not in private.

Luckily, the bullying of Xiaobao is only a matter of these few days, if Xiaobao is bullied for a longer period of time, maybe Xiaobao’s autism will become more and more serious, and then who will be responsible for this consequence?

That’s why this teacher, should never be left behind!

The director received Christine White’s directive to fire the teacher and naturally had nothing to say in favor of it.

After all, that teacher does have a responsibility in this matter.

So the gardener hung up the phone and went to the teacher’s office with the dismissal letter.

The teacher is talking to Gates about the content of the phone call she just made, and after seeing the director come in and pull out the termination letter, she’s all confused and can’t believe that she’s been fired for a moment of selfishness.

Gates also saw the dismissal letter, and his brow furrowed as he murmured with a headache, “Looks like she’s coming for real!”

Even the teacher was fired. That little treasure’s mom isn’t just talking, she’s really dealing with them.

Thinking about this, Gates realizes that things are starting to get serious, and after saying hello to the headmaster, he takes Ann out of the nursery and goes to The Lane Family Group to find Baird Lane and tell him exactly what happened.

Baird Lane grimaced as he listened.

He had thought that this matter would be resolved by apologizing to the other party.

I didn’t realize that the other party wouldn’t accept the apology and threatened to make them pay.

This already showed that this matter was no longer a conflict between children, but had risen to a conflict between the two families.

And judging from the other party’s firing of a teacher when they said they would, and their lack of fear of The Lane Family in the slightest, the other party’s background just doesn’t seem to be any worse than The Lane Family’s.

“President Lane, what now?” Gates glanced at Ann on the couch and motioned to Baird Lane.

Ann also seemed to know that she had made a big trouble, and now, with her head down, she cowered in the corner of the sofa, not saying a word, and was well-behaved.

But Gates knows that the boy will only be good for a little while, and it won’t be long before he’s heartless and running around getting into trouble again.

Baird Lane folded his legs, tapped his fingers on his knees a few times, and spoke in a hushed voice, “Is there any Lord in C City who has recently returned from overseas and is no less powerful than The Lane Family?”

Once we find it, we’ll be able to determine who that child’s parents are.

Gates bitterly smiled and shook his head, “President Lane, the movement of Lords returning from overseas is usually very big, how can we not know it now, and the Lords who have recently returned and are not worse than The Lane Family, only Miss Christine Camp of The Camp Family , Miss Christine Camp is still single, how can she have a child, Bess CampCamp always doesn’t either.”

Baird Lane didn’t speak anymore, much less contradict Gates.

Because he didn’t think it was The Camp Family to begin with, much less The Camp Family.

But if it’s not The Camp Family, which one could it really be?

It’s also true that no other overseas families have returned home recently, except for The Camp Family.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Seeming to see what was going through Baird Lane’s mind, Gates hesitated twice, “President Lane, why don’t I check?”

Baird Lane raised his hand, “No, since the other side’s power is no weaker than The Lane Family, there’s no need to check it out, and by doing so, you’ll only piss off the other side even more.”

Gates scratched his head, “So how the hell are we supposed to know exactly who the other guy is?”

Baird Lane pursed his lips, then looked at Ann on the couch and beckoned to her, “Come here!”

Ann didn’t dare disobey and obediently climbed off the couch and slowly walked over to him, tilting her head back and looking up at him, “Daddy …”

“What’s the full name of the kid you’re bullying?” Baird Lane asked.

Ann cocked her head, “Po.”

Baird Lane slid a few black lines down the corner of his forehead, “Full name!”

“Just Po.” Ann said with a wink.

Gates looked at it and also said breathlessly, “President Lane, the name registered for that child is indeed just little baby, it’s a nickname, as for the big name, his parents didn’t register it, and I heard from the director that little baby is just on loan at the kindergarten, and that when his parents are done with their errands in C-city, they’ll be taking him back home.”

“Back home …” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes, “Doesn’t even register his name in detail, makes it sound so mysterious, like he’s hiding from someone.”

Gates pushed up his glasses, “I also think they’re hiding from someone, and although the director didn’t reveal the exact identity of Bao with his parents, something about Bao, the director did tell me, and I can see why Bao’s mom is so angry.”

“Say!” Baird Lane looked at him.

Gates spoke with some emotion, “The director said that that little treasure had congenital maladies at birth, his body was thin and weak, and he suffered from severe autism, the reason why his parents sent him to the kindergarten was also because the lively atmosphere of the kindergarten could infect him and slowly let him come out from autism.”

Saying this, he looked at Ann in a complicated way, and then continued, “But Ann took the lead in ostracizing little baby and giving him nicknames like that… Originally, autistic people have sensitive emotional personalities, and once they are bullied, their condition may worsen… I think little baby’s mother is so angry because she is afraid of this.”

“So that’s it!” Baird Lane held his forehead.

So that kid is autistic.

Somehow, Baird Lane had a bad feeling in his heart, and some heartache for the child named Po.

The heartache had a direct effect on his mood, causing a hint of boredom to surface in his eyes when he looked at Ann again.

And children’s senses are often very keen, Ann noticed that Baird Lane was a little displeased with herself, her eyes instantly red, and her heart began to become afraid, as if there was something important being gradually lost, as to what, she was still too young to say.

“Daddy …” Ann white-knuckled her little face and mustered up the courage to go up and grab Baird Lane’s pants leg, trying to get close to Baird Lane.

Baird Lane’s brow wrinkled as he sensed it, and he stomped his toes gently toward the ground, sliding back with the chair beneath him to avoid her movement.

Ann grabbed at it and looked in disbelief at the retreating Baird Lane, her mouth deflated.

Dad actually avoided her.

Did Daddy not love her anymore when he wouldn’t let her touch him?