My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 1147 Reflect On Yourself

Ms. Sullivan did not notice what happened to Estie at all. When she faced Byron’s stern gaze, she did not dare to make up anything.

Halfway through, she looked at Rosalie for help.

Rosalie originally planned to tell Byron about this, but after meeting Ms. Sullivan’s gaze, she simply took over the conversation.

“Those children surrounded Estie, they said something about Estie, they even stepped on Estie’s hand. Estie resisted and was pushed down by them. I couldn’t stand it any longer, so I went in.”

As for those children, Rosalie could probably guess what they said to Estie, but she did not want to prod on the little girl’s sore spot again.

Following her words, Byron’s expression became colder and colder.

Rosalie felt increasingly angrier as she spoke. “Those children will bully Estie like this, which means that the conflict between Estie and them was not just a day or two. How could you not know, President Lawrence?”

‘If that was true, then what did he mean by putting Estie in such a school rashly?’

‘Could it be because he decided to be with Wendy and planned to have a new child with Wendy, so he could just ignore Estie?’

of this possibility, Rosalie couldn’t help feeling a chill in her heart, and hugged the little girl

did not answer but approached her with big

subconsciously wanted to back up, but the sofa was

that Byron was in front of

what he was going to do, the

coldly, and once again set his sights on Ms. Sullivan, “Is this

Ms. Sullivan’s heart trembled.

she only thought that Estie’s character would not cause trouble intentionally, so she did not

that even if Estie did not provoke other children, the other children were still so

something was wrong and Byron found out, Ms. Sullivan did not even have

Lawrence, this

finish speaking, she

that. If your kindergarten can’t even handle the relationship between

I will definitely

looked at Rosalie for

Rosalie was very dissatisfied with her negligence, she felt that Byron’s words were