Filed to story: A Little Princess's Journey from Darkness to Light Novel
“She’s a little troublemaker. She deserves to be punished!”
Ray cried and cursed, saying all sorts of things. Where did he learn that from?
Lilly stood with her hands on her hips, her face filled with determination and a refusal to lose, looking fierce.
Pablo was shocked, never expecting her to get into a fight on her first day of school.
The classroom descended into chaos.
Ray was crying and cursing simultaneously.
Lilly felt a slight itch on her face and raised her hand to touch it.
Pablo noticed that she had scratched her face, causing it to bleed.
Pablo’s expression turned cold. “Who is this child’s grandmother? I will find her tonight!”
This mischievous child probably learned such behavior from his grandmother.
Since Lilly had retaliated against the child, Pablo should also speak to his parents.
Not only that, but he would also confront Ray’s family and their ancestors.
Everyone in his family should be held accountable.
Bettany never expected to receive a call from the kindergarten as soon as she arrived home.
“What? A fight?”
After hanging up the phone, Bettany hurriedly went to the kindergarten with Hugh.
On their way, they called Anthony.
Anthony exclaimed, “What? A fight? Is Lilly hurt?”
The first thing Anthony asked was about Lilly’s well-being. He immediately left his meeting and rushed to the kindergarten.
On the way, Anthony called Blake.
Blake inquired, “What? A fight? Did Lilly win?”
Anthony was left speechless.
The first thing Blake asked was whether Lilly had emerged victorious from the fight or not.
It was his mistake. How could he expect Blake, who desecrated graves and disregarded rules, to respond normally?
After hanging up the phone, Blake snorted coldly, knowing that the kindergarten fight would not have severe consequences.
Since it was not a life-threatening situation, he wanted to know if his daughter had won the fight.
Even if they were in pain, the other party would be in more pain than Lilly if they were injured.
In any case, Lilly must not be on the losing end.
The Crawford family’s driver accelerated and sped away.
Under Anthony’s fierce gaze, Charlie also drove the car at the fastest speed, while Blake drove recklessly.
An hour later, Anthony, Bettany, Hugh, and Blake arrived at the kindergarten with solemn expressions and icy eyes.
The principal wanted to cry.
As expected, his worst fear had come true.
Blake finally saw Lilly and the other little boy who had fought with her in the office.
Lilly had several red scratches on her face, bleeding slightly. After applying some disinfectant iodine, it appeared more serious.
Ray also had bruises on his face and had also applied iodine. He would cry and howl from time to time.
Lilly sat on the sofa, her hands neatly folded on her knees, but her expression was fierce as she said, “If you dare to hit someone, then don’t cry!”
Ray said, “I’ll have my grandma beat you to death!”
Lilly pouted and cried out in grief when she saw Blake entering the room. “Daddy!”
Just a moment ago, she didn’t feel wronged. But for some reason, when she saw her daddy, Uncle Anthony, and grandparents arriving, she suddenly felt sad.
Blake picked up Lilly, carefully examining her before asking, “I heard you got into a fight?”
Lilly replied, “Yeah…”
Blake asked, “Did you win?”
Lilly suddenly became happy and waved her little fists, “I won!”
Everyone around was left speechless.
Ray was afraid of Lilly’s tall father and dared not speak up because his parents had not yet arrived.
Blake looked around and sneered.
“Lilly, remember, we don’t bully others. But if someone bullies us, we will make them regret it. Understand?”
Lilly nodded, saying, “Yes, yes, I understand.”
Hugh’s silent sternness was intimidating. He scolded, “What happened?”
The principal hesitated and said, “Um… let me explain… Ms. Flora, can you explain?”
Flora, though afraid, had to speak up. “During class, Ray was mischievous and pulled Lilly’s hair clip. Lilly got angry and fought back.”
Flora was very nervous. To be fair, it was not entirely Lilly’s fault.
Lilly had endured this three times before finally retaliating.
But before Flora could finish her sentence, an old lady with silver hair burst into the room.
She overheard their conversation and began speaking the moment she entered, “Huh, so you think it’s okay to hit someone after lightly pulling their hair? Who did it? Show yourself to me! Let me see which little brat is so aggressive.”
Ray ran over, crying and complaining, “Grandma! She hit me! Hmm, she even kicked my knee. It hurts so much!”
The old lady angrily scolded, “How dare you beat my precious grandson. Don’t you have any sense of reason? How were her parents raising her?”
Holding Lilly in his arms, Blake looked down at the old lady and sneered, “Come on, show me how you can twist the situation.”
He had thought the boy’s parents were reasonable before the old lady showed up, so they could discuss things. After all, it was normal for children to fight.
But who knew that they would blame Lilly before understanding the whole situation?
The old lady strained her neck to look up at Blake, who was as tall as a street lamp.
She didn’t know who he was, which made her even angrier.
“Do you have any reason to hit someone?” she asked.
Flora quickly explained, “You misunderstood! During breakfast, Ray teased Lilly and disrupted her self-introduction. Later, he pulled Lilly’s hair, and Lilly couldn’t take it anymore.”
The old lady couldn’t believe it. She was furious and said, “What’s wrong with saying a word? Can’t children say hurtful things? Is it too petty to hit someone for that?”
“Besides, which boy isn’t mischievous and can’t be pinched a little by pulling his hair? Does that justify hitting someone?”
