Chapter 282: Chapter 282

"Conrad, the result of today’s paternity test is out."

Anna shook her head in disappointment.

Actually, you could tell from her expression!

Fatty is not biologically related to either Anna or Conrad; they were indeed tricked by Holly Sutton.

Anna had mentally prepared herself beforehand, but the result was even more disappointing than she had imagined.

"Would you choose for the child to not exist or to live with a mental disability?" Conrad asked her.

Men can be so rational at times , it’s chilling.

Anna couldn’t decide; she didn’t want to talk to him and kept her mouth shut in frustration.

"Maybe that child isn’t actually dead," Conrad suggested, recalling Holly’s harsh words at the mental hospital, saying she wouldn’t let Anna see her son.

In that scenario, Holly was likely telling the truth.

Unfortunately, when Conrad tried to interrogate Holly intensely later, she refused to reveal anything further.

"Conrad, I’m in a really bad mood today, so you’d better not mention my son in front of me. Otherwise, I’ll remember what you did back then and might slip thumbtacks into your bed or laxatives into your food."

President Sterling: "...Got it."

"Forget it, the more I look at you, the angrier I get. I won’t stay in the hospital, I’ll go to the company and check things out."

President Sterling: "..."

The kindergarten was letting out, most of the children were lined up at the entrance waiting for their parents to pick them up.

Even if the parents hadn’t come, there would be grandparents to pick them up.

However, amidst those little kids all uniformly wearing yellow backpacks, there was an exception.

Lola didn’t wait for any guardian; she slid out of the kindergarten on her skateboard.

The tiny figure sped through the crowd like a gust of wind, skillfully weaving through people.

As she was leaving the kindergarten’s gate, a child called out to her.

Lola planted one foot on the ground, stopping the skateboard expertly, turning her head; she already exuded the cool, handsome aura akin to a school heartthrob, making the little girl admirers behind her cover their mouths with Fatty hands and sigh, "Wow~"

"Skyler, is there no one here to pick you up?" the teacher asked her.

Lola shook her head; Freya Vaughn had been busy and anxious about William Sutton going to jail, so she had no time to care for her.

But Lola knew how to get home by herself; she was used to it.

"I know, Skyler’s dad will never come again," a talkative little boy said, "because his dad is going to jail! I heard my mom say that Skyler’s dad is a bad guy!"

"Kids, you shouldn’t say things carelessly."

"Teacher, I wasn’t speaking carelessly! Skyler’s dad is a bad guy, so that’s why the police arrested him. I saw it on TV. My parents don’t let me play with Skyler~"

Upon hearing this, Lola’s face dropped in a cold snort, thinking, ’Even if you wanted to play with me, I wouldn’t want it, immature and stupid brat!’

"You shouldn’t exclude classmates! Why can’t you be friends with Lola? Hasn’t the teacher taught you to be loving to each other?"

"But Skyler’s mom and dad aren’t good people, so he’ll become a bad kid too!"

They were all kindergarten children who didn’t hide their words and didn’t grasp boundaries.

Lola was provoked by this remark; she glared at the little boy who said her parents weren’t good people: "Want to try saying that again?"

"Hello, is this Mrs. Sutton? I’m a teacher at Dreamland Kindergarten, and Skyler Sutton’s homeroom teacher. Today, there was a conflict between Lola and a classmate at kindergarten. Could you come and resolve it?"

"Mrs. Sutton?" Anna was about to say that she wasn’t, thinking the call was mistaken.

But hearing the teacher mention Lola’s name, she paused with her hand ready to hang up.

"Teacher, you mentioned Lola, what happened?"

"He hit a classmate! Now the injured classmate’s parents are waiting at the school for an explanation, Mrs. Sutton, can you please come over right away?"

When Anna arrived at the kindergarten, most of the kids were gone.

There was only one family of three left, and one of the children, looking unhappy, was rubbing his eyes with his hands, with mud on his bottom, presumably the kid Lola had hit as the teacher mentioned on the phone.

The child’s parents were comforting him, surrounding their precious son with affection. Google seaʀᴄh novel⁂fire.net

While Lola stood alone on the side, head down, and Anna couldn’t see his expression.

However, Anna walked over and first squatted down, giving Lola a comforting hug: "It’s okay, don’t be afraid!"

Even though Lola usually acted strong and sensible, he was still a child.

Especially since the teacher said he had done something wrong, Anna remembered hearing from a child psychology expert that when kids make mistakes, they are actually most scared inside.

Seeing him standing there alone, and looking at the parents on the other side caring attentively for their child, it only made things harder for him.

Anna first hugged him, soothing the unease hidden within Lola.

The little guy’s hand held onto Anna’s slender three fingers tightly, feeling warm like a mother. Instantly, he raised his head, gaining the courage to confront the family of three.

"Mrs. Sutton, is it? You finally arrived! Your son hit my son, how are you going to address this?" Zack’s mom asked Anna with full momentum.

"Please wait, let me understand the situation first."

Anna didn’t have time to explain she wasn’t Mrs. Sutton, and first asked: "Teacher, what exactly happened?"

Lola’s teacher was new and didn’t have the chance to understand each student’s family situation, even the parents’ contact numbers were something they had just asked for and Lola had given her Anna’s number.

The teacher simply assumed Anna was Lola’s mom: "Mrs. Sutton, Lola hit Zack at the school gate. It was during dismissal time, and many kids and parents were watching, so the impact was really bad."

"Not only do Zack’s parents want an explanation, but we also need to provide the other students’ parents with one. These are three- or four-year-old kids, and parents are extremely concerned about the environment and safety in school. What happens to our school’s reputation if a violent person appears in such an environment?"

"I didn’t hit anyone!" Lola explained to Anna.

"You didn’t hit anyone? Did my son just somehow fall ?" Zack’s mom asked.

"That’s just how it happened; blame him for being clumsy! Believe it or not!"

"Hey, what kind of attitude is that? You’ve made a mistake and won’t admit it? Is that how you’re teaching your child, Lola’s mom?" Zack’s dad also spoke up, asking Anna for an explanation.

Hearing this, Anna looked at Lola.

The little guy shrugged helplessly, having an ’believe it or not’ look, closing his mouth and not speaking further.

If he doesn’t speak up for himself, can he not suffer losses in such a situation?

"Sorry, I’ll first take the child aside to find out clearly."

Anna pulled Lola to a spot where it was just them, asking, "Now there’s no one else here, Lola, you can tell the truth. Did you bully your classmate?"

"Then how did he fall?"

"And his parents too, blindly blaming us before knowing if their child fell on his own. Come on, let’s ask them for an explanation!"

Lola generally didn’t like to talk and didn’t bother to explain.

Unexpectedly, Anna just asked one question and unconditionally chose to believe him.

With this, Lola was instead willing to add an extra sentence to corroborate himself: "I wouldn’t be stupid enough to hit a kid in front of many people; if I really wanted to teach him a lesson, I’d have my bodyguard find a time when no one is around..."

"Baby, let’s keep that talk to ourselves first! Shh!"