Chapter 18: Teaching The Tutor A Lesson

Just as Cherry was about to speak, Justin frowned and asked, “What kind of special methods?”

The tutor sighed and replied, “Pete was born autistic. He doesn’t like to talk nor does he know how to communicate with others. If this goes on, it’ll impede his development. I think you can consider either sending him to medical specialists for treatment or to a school for children with special needs.”

Her eyes shone after she spoke.

Once Pete was sent to a school for children with special needs, he would be diagnosed as being mentally handicapped. With that, they would be able to ruin his future!

Cherry was confused.

That teacher was horrible!

She looked at Justin. Should Daddy agree, she would stop seeing him as her father and would get Mommy to save Pete from their clutches.

Hmph.

Justin’s expression instantly darkened. He retorted fiercely, “Pete is fine. He doesn’t need to attend a school for children with special needs! If you can’t teach him, then I’ll find someone else! Lawrence!”

“Yes, sir?”

 

Justin ordered, “Settle her wages immediately. She doesn’t need to come in anymore tomorrow!”

The tutor was shocked by his sudden wrath. Justin was usually very polite to them, which made her forget how domineering a man Justin really was.

She had made a mistake.

She shouldn’t have said something like that. She should have taken it slow.

Seeing that she was out of a job, in order to complete her mission, the tutor put on a sincere and earnest expression and said,

“I am the top domestic tutor in the States, Mr. Hunt. My advice is undoubtedly in your son’s best interests. Since you refuse to listen to the truth, then take it as if I didn’t say anything. I enjoyed myself very much during my time with Pete. Goodbye.”

Her speech was very in line with what an exemplary teacher would say.

he said, “Give her an extra half

Half a year’s wages were a lot of money! Together with what that

listening to them intently, was

protective of him. However, he had been

she watched the wicked teacher walk happily toward the door, Cherry’s big grape-like eyes swiveled a little and she asked, “Daddy, am I

voice made what he said next sound particularly heartbreaking: “Am I really very stupid and

was stunned. His son rarely

the content was especially shocking to him. He restrained his overwhelming fury and asked gently, “Who told you these

pointed her chubby little finger at the door. “She

she felt Justin’s murderous aura and anger. She said fearfully, “Stop spouting

She stuck out her tongue at the tutor and

tutor was taken

really that little dimwit who

his son looked, Justin didn’t give the tutor a

“Yes, sir.”

the tutor

and said, “Can you play by yourself

upcoming scene was too bloody and unsuitable for

with the vicious teacher now. It was just like how Mommy would also blindfold her and tell her to count sheep whenever she fought others

She nodded. “Okay, Daddy!”

 

pick up

With his head down, he said, “… It’s your uncle and his family that bribed them. They wanted to make Pete into a stubborn and problematic child so that their own children can take over the corporation. The two

old madam doted on Pete the most. Who would have imagined that the tutors she sent harbored ill

fists and asked, “What did they do to

by making him stand, hitting his palms, and reprimanding him. Also, they didn’t teach him seriously. They didn’t dare to do any kind of physical abuse worse than that; because they

the ground and kicked her in the chest. The blow caused her

made him look as if a demon. He ordered, “Throw her

heart trembled upon sensing

who had always loved and doted on Pete. It was just that his way of expressing it wasn’t quite

sitting on the sofa and playing with the toy car, his heart tightened

even until he was one and a half

the boy didn’t have a mother and thus, had no sense of security. They mustn’t have him, a grown man, taking care of him anymore, so she had arranged for babysitters,

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