Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 982

Tristan turned around and left. Even though Madam Knowles yelled and cursed hysterically from inside the room, he did not even stop for a second. At the same time, all of Yaramoor’s media reported that Madam Knowles had been assaulted and was caught in the middle of the crossfire. Since then, she had been diagnosed with PTSD and had been sent to a sanatorium for treatment. As for the facility’s exact location, not even one reporter was curious enough to get to the bottom of that piece of information.

At Bassburgh, at the private primary school

The winter break would start in three days. All the students in the school were looking forward to these. Four or five students were even discussing what they should do during the break.

Lisa looked back and saw Daisie lying sullenly on the desk, so she walked over and asked, “Daisie, are you not feeling well?” Daisie looked up at her, then lay back down. “I’m fine. I just don’t feel like moving.”

Lisa chuckled.

Colton appeared at the classroom door with a basketball. “Daisie.” Daisie sounded dispirited. “What do you want?”

“Let’s go. I’ll bring you out there to play basketball. Didn’t you say you wanted to challenge me in a one-on-one match? So do you want to learn how to play or not?” He spun the basketball on his fingertips, lifted his eyebrows, and looked handsome and a little disdainful.

Their classmates envied the stunt that he had just pulled off, and several girls were even dumbfounded by his charm.

sports. Not to mention that he had finally regained his position as the top student

Daisie seemed indifferent.

his sister better than Lisa did, so he grabbed the basketball and provoked her, “Daisie, are you telling me that you don’t dare to learn it now because you’re afraid of losing to me? Wayion is about to

back.”

stood up. “I’m not a coward!

as he had successfully diverted

in a blink of an eye, and Wayion had finally returned to

and Nolan brought the two kids to the airport to welcome them, and they saw Hans escorting Wayion out of the arrival

years. Thus, the brothers hugged each

“Wayion!

“Waylon!”

and stared at him for a long time.

so fair when he left three years ago, but

taller!” Colton was eight years old, and he was already standing at 5 feet