Chapter 7

"Daddy, what are you doing?" Darius lay on the ground, wailing at the top of his lungs. Teresa rushed to scoop him up, gently comforting him in a syrupy voice. "Don't cry, Darius. Daddy probably just got so angry after seeing who bullied you that he couldn't wait to stand up for you." The crowd of parents nodded in agreement, eating up every word. "Look at Mr. Fraser—his face is pale with rage. He must be furious!" "Of course he is. He's the wealthiest man in the country—he's used to giving orders, not watching his precious son get pushed around!" "That poor bitch must've crossed a line that even Mr. Fraser couldn't ignore. I bet she's going to regret ever showing up!" "Quick, someone get their phone out. This is going to be good!" Everyone's eyes were locked on Kaiden, eagerly waiting for him to explode. However, he didn't move a muscle, merely standing there, frozen and stiff as a statue. Seeing his strange reaction, Teresa decided to seize the moment and play it up even more.