Chapter 97

Jane clenched her fists indignantly. She should have thought earlier that someone with an outgoing and cheerful personality like Mina would get bullied today. Not to mention the usually silent Harold. Harold's face changed slightly, looking complicatedly at Jane, only as tall as his chest. He snorted coldly, "Stop tying to concern of me here! If it wasn't for your brother John driving my father away, how could I become a child without a father? How could I possibly be bullied by people at kindergarten?" As he spoke, Harold's eyes turned slightly red. At this moment, he looked at the tall staircase behind Jane. The malicious thought that suddenly sprang up that day was once again breeding crazily in his mind. If Jane died, John and the others wouldn't be so smug, right? His brain hadn't even had time to think about it when his hand made the first move with a light push. Jane, who was standing on the stairs, fell backward down, rolling continuously down the stairs. Watching the tiny figu