Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 354 The Wicked Have Their Own Punishment

The buzz of conversation made the guy's face turn red with embarrassment. He glared at Lachlan, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness. "Nora, that Transformer is yours," he said.

At this moment, Miranda snorted and said something to Nora. The goddess CEO was not a petty person, but today's incident had really angered her.

The chubby kid had provoked Nora first and even spat on Lachlan. Not only did his father not intervene, but he also added fuel to the fire. In the end, he lost the bet without any sincere apology. Moreover, he refused to admit defeat and used his child as an excuse?

Why were there so many people using moral blackmail these days?

Fine! Lachlan was an adult who didn't want to fight with your son? Then let the child do it himself!

Nora was younger than that naughty boy anyway; it wouldn't be considered bullying if she took back what belonged to her!

Nora nodded her head and handed over her doll to Miranda before running towards the chubby kid aggressively.

"Your dad has no shame! He doesn't admit defeat!" she shouted at him.

"Give me my Transformer back or else I'll beat you up! Don't make me do it myself because I'm very tough."

After walking up close enough to him, she swung a small fist menacingly in front of him while threatening him!

"No way! Get lost or else I'll punch you!" The chubby kid wasn't afraid of a little girl who was shorter than him by one head; instead, he became arrogant and rude when speaking with her.

However, the next moment, Nora snorted and casually pushed the chubby boy, causing him to sit on the ground. Nora went over, snatched the Transformer, and remarked, "What a lousy thing? I don't like it at all."

After getting it, Nora puckered her mouth, looking disgusted. She handed it to a boy about her age nearby, saying, "Here, it's for you." The boy and his parents were instantly thrilled, expressing their gratitude. Meanwhile, the chubby boy sat on the ground, feeling like his buttocks were about to crack. Seeing his beloved toy becoming someone else's, the naughty boy burst into tears. "Just you wait for me!"

his son, cast a resentful glance at

such small characters. At this moment, he turned to the stall owner, frowned, and

of the booth with a gloomy expression, rummaging through his inventory for a while. Finally, he took out a small gourd that was much smaller than what Lachlan had won. It was only palm-sized and made of

coldly tossed the

isn't what I won! I won

also felt sorry for

right! This one is

this just cheating

someone wins something specific, you

arrogance and shouted at Lachlan, "Who told you that if you win something specific then we have to give it to you? That gourd was just a sample on display; it wasn't even an actual prize! Can samples be as good as actual prizes? Look at the pictures on instant noodle packaging; can they compare with

made Lachlan laugh out

stall owner. They didn't care about the value of the prize but thought

who witnessed it felt indignant

owner calmly before nodding his head, "Alright then. Let me continue playing by paying

again, there were some flickers in expression across from him but eventually replied, "I'm sorry but I don't want

soon as those words fell silent

to say something in anger but were stopped

look, then turned to a young man nearby who still held a set of rings. Perhaps because he was too engrossed in watching Lachlan compete with the guy earlier, he hadn't

throw? If it hits, it's yours; if it misses, it's mine," Lachlan

eyes lit up, and he gladly handed his rings to Lachlan, saying, "Sure! Feel free to throw. It's okay

immediately, and he protested, "No,

not? I bought the rings with my own money. I'm willing

merchant!" A girl next to the young

prizes. They weren't going to let the vendor

them with friends and use them together. Why can't

jealous because that young man is better at it than

allowing customers to