My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul



One parent commented angrily, "My son, Shaun, also said he doesn't like Nadia. Nadia always pushes him around. I didn't want to bring it up in the group before, and I never thought of contacting the parents directly. I communicated with the teacher instead, but I didn't expect your daughter to still have not improved at all."

Another parent joined in, "What is there to improve? Didn't you see that her parents don't even think they've done anything wrong?"

"My child has also been bullied by Nadia. At first, I thought it was just typical kids' play, so I didn't take it seriously. But recently, my daughter keeps saying that Nadia is always snatching things from her. It seems that her parents don't even care, and they're even encouraging it!

"It's outrageous! If Nadia is expelled, that would be the best. Why is it that their child is treated like royalty, while everyone else's kid is like dirt, just there to be bullied?"

Another message came up, "Their child bullies others, and now the parents bully others too! Do they want Vivian's mom to apologize? How shameless can they be? My son also told me that they don't like Nadia, because she's always hitting people and stealing things. If she can't get what she wants, she cries, and then they can't even enjoy their games properly."

"My child said the same."

The parents of almost all the kids in the class chimed in, collectively condemning Carmen and Sigmund.

Sigmund responded, "What do children even know? Nadia is the youngest in the class. Your kids are all older than hers shouldn't they be protecting her?"

Carmen also chimed in, "You can't trust what the kids say! Your children are probably just jealous of Nadia. She's so pretty, smart, sings well, and dances beautifully. How many kids can compare to her?"

The couple's remarks were so ridiculous that it left everyone stunned.

Soon, the criticism intensified, and the couple was left with no choice but to quietly leave the group.noveldrama

Skylar couldn't help but chuckle lightly. "I originally thought they were just overindulging their child and had a twisted sense of values. Turns out, they're not just misguided-they're outright clueless. They've managed to offend practically everyone in one go. Surely, they'll pull their child out of school now."

However, Joe saw through their type with ease. "They won't. People like that won't change unless there's some real consequence."

People like that always shifted the blame onto others. They were bound to cause trouble again.

That was why it had been important to deal with them thoroughly, so they wouldn't dare stir up any more drama.

Skylar hadn't wanted to waste her energy on such nonsense. It hadn't been worth her time.

Setting her phone aside, she let out a yawn and decided to call it a night.

Joe watched Skylar with a soft expression. He knew how much work she had been doing lately. She was exhausted.

After ensuring that Skylar was sound asleep, Joe quietly left the room and made his way downstairs.

His phone buzzed with a WhatsApp message from Paul.

"Mr. Martin, they've contacted several media outlets. They're planning to go to the kindergarten on Monday and cause a scene, hoping to ruin your reputation, and

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The darkness in Joe's eyes was deeper than the night around him. He typed a quick reply, "Take care of it."

"Got it!"

The next morning, Skylar dropped off Vivian at Harvey's house before heading to the office for a long day of work. She had a batch of newly uncovered antiques that required her attention, leaving her with little time to rest.

Meanwhile, Joe had arranged to play golf with a few friends, so Skylar had completely forgotten about the

events at the kindergarten the

previous day.

Thanks to it being Saturday, traffic was light. The usual rush hour had already passed, and the roads were clear.

She arrived at Gardner Group just in time when she received a call from Wendy.

"Skylar, do you have time in the next couple of days? I'd love to grab a bite with you."

It had been a while since they last saw each other.

"I'm available tonight, though I'm not sure of the exact time. Once I'm done with work, I'll give you a heads-up an hour before."

"Perfect!"

...

Wendy stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking a bit lost in thought.

Her assistant, Joan Cooke, arrived, handing her a document.