Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 137

It took a while for Mrs. Bowles to realize that Crystal was scolding her. Her face turned green with anger. “You little b*tch… What are you talking about?!”

She was so angry that she wanted to take action. Crystal had been beaten by Debbie many times over the past 19 years. She was very experienced and easily avoided it. She said, “I was wondering why your child reacted like that. Now it seems that he is just like his mother. He must be your biological son.”

Mrs. Bowles failed to hit her, and she was ridiculed. Her eyes turned red. “It was this little b*tch who attacked my son first! Everyone saw it!”

“Hey! Mrs. Bowles, what’s going on?” The teacher who received the news quickly squeezed into the crowd. He looked at Mrs. Bowles’s ugly expression and said, “I heard that there was a dispute between your son and Bernard. What’s going on?”

“Mr. Beardsley, you came at the right time!” When Mrs. Bowles saw the teacher, she immediately. pointed at Bernard and said, “This little b*stard actually dared to hit my son! The annual fee I pay to your kindergarten is not a small amount, and you actually took such a student?! He hit people at will. What if something happens to the children?! Let me tell you, you must get rid of this b*stard!” Cold sweat broke out on Mr. Beardsley’s forehead. “Did Bernard hit your son?”

eyes!” Mrs. Bowles said in a shrill voice, “We

wanted to get close to Mrs. Bowles, and some knew her identity. Many

said

situation?”

you going to

at Bernard and said, “How can you hurt others? I can’t teach a student

is still young but he already started bullying his classmates. I don’t think he’s suitable for studying here. I’ll contact Ms. Alissa about this matter and discuss the matter of Bernard withdrawing from the kindergarten.” Mrs. Bowles was a powerful and influential lady, but Alissa was just an ordinary person. Mr. Beardsley knew very well who was more

effort to send him in. He didn’t want his mother to be sad. Crystal took a deep breath, looked at Mr. Beardsley, and said, “You are a teacher. Do you know how much influence your words have on the

straight face, “Shouldn’t he be responsible

at Bernard and said, “Don’t cry. Tell the teacher what happened.” Bernard wiped away his tears and said in a choked voice, “Mr. Beardsley, I didn’t bully Leland. He was the one who scolded my mother and me first. I ignored him and he pushed me. I was afraid, so