"Hey, you little mute dare to push me? Do you know who I am? I'll teach you a lesson!"
The chubby little boy yelped, got up from the ground, and relying on his strength, started kicking and punching Dominic Hawke.
Dominic was pushed to the ground again, his eyes red from resistance, but he was no match for the chubby boy and could only use his hands to protect his head.
Wuuu!
He hated going to school!
He missed Aunt Charlotte!
...
Hawke Corporation.
Elara Don, disturbed by a few people at noon, hadn't eaten and was feeling stomach pain from hunger.
She put down her work, took two packs of biscuits from her bag, and picked up her water cup to head to the lounge.
These biscuits were forced into her bag by her son.
Thinking of her little guy, she couldn't help but smile.
As she walked, her gaze fell upon a small figure.
Still wearing a mask, with short legs stepping quickly, like a young bird searching for its nest.
