Chapter 2391
Xyla Quest peered at the silent adults around her and asked calmly, "Who hit my son?”
Meanwhile, her bodyguards had made their way to the office’s entrance and stood neatly in a row. Their fully black attire was intimidating to the others, making them feel suffocated.
The boy's father stammered. “I-it w-was me. I’m s-sorry, Ms. Quest. I was ignorant. I didn’t know these two were your children. If I had known, I wouldn’t have done it.”
She ignored him. “Which hand did you hit him with?”
He took a deep breath. “M-my right h-hand.”
Her frown deepened. “Got it. Someone will be here to claim your hand later.”
He paled in fear at her words. Trembling like a leaf, he gazed at her pleadingly. “I'm sorry, Ms. Quest. I’m truly sorry.”
Xyla scoffed. “If apologizing worked, then why do we need the police?”
He knew it was over for him.
He hastily went down on his knees as he peered at Xyla, Lynette Batton, and Leon Batton. “I’m truly sorry. Please forgive me!”
The twins merely glared at h
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