"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.
Elara stopped in her tracks, her eyes immediately brightening.
Isn't that the child?
"Charlie, is that you?"
Elara quickly approached him.
Dominic snuck out of school just to find Elara.
At that moment, she was right in front of him, and he instantly threw himself into her arms.
"Aunt Charlotte."
Feeling wronged at school, he only wanted Aunt Charlotte's embrace.
Elara could clearly feel the little guy's dependence, and her heart instantly softened.
She gently stroked his soft hair, intending to speak, but when she saw his disheveled appearance, her smile vanished.
"Charlie, what happened? Why are you so dirty?"
The little guy was wearing his school uniform, dirty and clearly not right.
"I..."
Dominic's eyes were slightly red, but he remained silent.
He had been bullied by classmates; would Aunt Charlotte think he was useless?
"Charlie, tell Aunt Charlotte, what exactly happened? Were you bullied at school?"
Elara squatted down, asking anxiously.
The child had clearly run out from school.
His dirty clothes made her immediately suspect as much.
Dominic blinked his reddened eyes, lowered his head, and stayed silent.
No need to say more!
Elara felt a surge of emotions, surrounded by warmth.
It was anger!
"Charlie, don't be afraid, Auntie will get justice for you."
Such a good child, who dared to bully him?
Justice must be served!
Elara held Dominic's hand and headed towards the CEO's office.
Damon Hawke, as the father, his son was in trouble, he must step in!
However, the secretary's office informed her that Damon Hawke was still with a client and not at the company.
Elara pursed her red lips, sent Damon a message, and without hesitation, took Dominic straight to the school.
Damon was busy, and they couldn't find him.
And Victoria Don often mistreated the child and was unreliable.
This introverted child inexplicably made her feel pity.
On the way, Elara considered removing the child's mask, but his small body was closely pressed against hers, showing a dependence that made her suppress her thoughts, patiently inquiring about his bullying at school.
The little guy wore a mask, surely because he lacked a sense of security.
And the bullying at school was definitely related to his personality.
Therefore, she couldn't strongly demand he remove the mask, for fear of leaving a psychological shadow.
After inquiring, she was more convinced that the child was bullied because of his silent nature.
These bratty kids!
The teacher must be confronted directly!
The child shouldn't have any shadows in their mind.
When Elara appeared in the teacher's office with Dominic, his homeroom teacher was anxiously looking for him.
"Dominic, how could you run off like that?"
The homeroom teacher, a young girl, breathed a sigh of relief when Dominic safely appeared.
Elara suppressed her inner anger, maintaining calmness, "You're Charlie's homeroom teacher, Miss Zhou, right? Charlie was bullied at school, so could you please call those bullies over to apologize to our Charlie?"
Hearing this, the homeroom teacher was slightly stunned and looked her up and down, "You are Dominic's... nanny?"
Nanny?
Elara's expression froze, glancing at her white shirt and black pants, her heart filled with sarcasm.
Did she really look like she was dressed as a nanny?
"Not a nanny, she's... my mommy."
Dominic, holding Elara's hand tightly, summoned the courage to explain.
Elara's heart trembled when she met the little guy's bright black eyes, inexplicably feeling guilty.
"G-godmother! Yes, I'm Charlie's godmother. Please, Miss Zhou, resolve the child's issue promptly."
This child, talking nonsense in front of outsiders!
His mommy is a big star, can't let anyone misunderstand!
"Oh, so you're Charlie's godmother."
The homeroom teacher gave her a meaningful look, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.
She knew Dominic was the son of Damon Hawke and the big celebrity, Victoria Don.
This woman claimed to be the child's godmother?
Most likely a shameless woman who climbed into Damon Hawke's bed!
The homeroom teacher secretly cursed, casually asking Dominic a few questions, then called the bullies into the office.
When Dominic saw the chubby boy, he tightened his grip on Elara's hand, moving closer to her side.
Clearly frightened.
Elara's heart ached, gently bending down to hold the little guy in her arms, comforting him with her gaze.
Dominic glanced at her, remaining silent, but his small body relaxed noticeably.
"Chubby boy, Charlie said you and some classmates bullied him, is that true?"
The homeroom teacher asked gently.
The wealthy students at a private school came from affluent families.
She couldn't offend any of them.
"No, no! He hit me! Miss Zhou, look!"
The chubby boy, feeling a bit guilty, huffed angrily as he lifted his sleeve.
There were a few red marks, looking like scratches.
Elara knew these were from Dominic's resistance.
"Chubby, you first called Charlie a little mute, then pushed him, right? Charlie accidentally scratched you while resisting, didn't he?"
Elara faced the chubby kid, asking sternly.
"He is a little mute! So dumb, he should go to a school for the disabled!"
The chubby boy puffed his little belly, looking righteous.
This brat!
Truly ill-mannered!
Elara almost exploded with anger.
"Chubby, why do people call you Chubby? It's because you're so fat, right? If others constantly called you a fat pig with contemptuous looks, how would you feel?"
Logic dictates she shouldn't argue with a child.
But this brat is so infuriating!
Elara, full of justified anger, made Chubby look up at her, feeling humiliated, then burst into tears.
"Mommy, Auntie, come help me, they're bullying me!"
"Who dares to bully our Chubby!"