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The phone rang only once before being answered.
A man’s voice came through the receiver, carrying a hint of nervousness and wild joy. “Susan?”
I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, they were ice–cold.
I didn’t answer his question, my voice flat. “Steven, our daughter has been bullied.”
I had just hung up when Mrs. Thompson, who had spat earlier, came over carrying garbage.
“Oh, still not leaving?” She looked at me with cruel scrutiny. “Think you haven’t embarrassed yourself enough? Want to put on more of a show here?”
I held Lilt tightly in my arms, her face buried against my chest, her small body trembling violently.
My silence emboldened her. She raised her voice to ensure the entire complex could hear, “Everyone come look! This is the woman who coached her child to self–harm for money! Lost her
job, kid got expelled, and she’s still hanging around! No wonder no man wants her–any man who
gets involved with a woman like this is asking for trouble!”
Getting more excited, she stepped forward and pointed at Lily in my arms. “And this little liar! A
bastard with a mother but no father to teach her! Lying and cheating from childhood–what will she become when she grows up? Should be sent to juvenile detention!”
“Shut up!” Blood rushed to my head as I roared.
“I’ll say whatever I want!” She put her hands on her hips. “You dare to do it but are afraid of people talking? Crazy woman! With this little-”
A low, icy voice came from behind her, “What were you about to say?”
Mrs. Thompson’s cursing stopped abruptly.
At the complex entrance stood a tall, well–built man who wore an impeccably tailored black suit but
looked travel–worn.
The neighbors who had been about to gather around quickly retreated.
It was Steven Walsh.
He had come.
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Mrs. Thompson was stunned, then defiantly lifted her chin. “1… what I said is none of your damn
business!”
Steven ignored her and walked straight toward me.
His gaze swept over me and landed on Lily trembling uncontrollably in my arms, seeing the
expulsion notice in my hand and the red marks still visible on Lily’s hands.
The last trace of warmth disappeared from his eyes.
He took off his suit jacket, wrapped it around Lily and shielded us behind him.
Slowly turning around, he looked at Mrs. Thompson again. “I’m her man, the child’s father.”
Mrs. Thompson’s face went pale, but she remained defiant. “Father or not! If you don’t properly educate-”
Steven took out his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it. “Look up the person in this photo.”
Soon a call came through, and he put it on speaker, “Found her. Southside Residential Complex,
Building 3, Unit 402 resident, Margaret Thompson. Her son is David Thompson, a clerk at the
Department of Urban Development.”
Margaret’s face instantly turned ashen.
A respectful voice came through the phone. “Mr. Walsh, David is up for the ‘Young Professional
Award‘ this month, with three days left in the public review period. His wife is competing for
master teacher certification…”
“No need to say more.” Steven cut him off and hung up.
He stepped forward, looking down at Margaret, who was shaking like a leaf.
“Tell me, if I send the video of you insulting and threatening my minor daughter to the Internal
Affairs Department and the City Board of Education’s personnel office, what do you think will happen? Young Professional Award? Master teacher certification?” He smiled coldly. “Mrs.
Thompson, tell me is your mouth more powerful, or is this finger of mine?”
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“No… please don’t…” Margaret collapsed to the ground with a thud.
She crawled over, trying to grab Steven’s legs. “I was wrong… Mr. Walsh, I was wrong! I have a foul mouth! Please show mercy!”
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Steven stepped aside in disgust.
He bent down to pick up our half–conscious daughter, his other hand gripping my wrist. “Let’s go
home.”
The black luxury sedan drove smoothly, leaving the filth far behind.
The car was warm. Lily curled up in my arms, her small hands clutching my clothes.
I looked out the window. Six years of grievance and unwillingness turned into bitter sorrow at this
moment.
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