Chapter 3
-Jack faced the camera and said grandly.
“I’ve realized my mistake and, following my dad’s advice, I’ve deleted the photos. Although Loopy did scratch my hand, my dad says a man should be generous and let the girl off, so I still want to apologize to Loopy. Right?”
Pardes Miller immediately waved his hand.
“No need to apologize! Loopy is at fault here too. Besides, your dad and I are good colleagues, and there’s no need to let something like this damage our relationship.”
dad said he’s willing to compensate.”
Pardes Miller smiled again, cutting him off
“There’s nothing to compensate for. Just a small injury–there’s no need to go that far. The photos online might look scary, but in reality, my daughter’s tough. It’s not a big deal”
“You kids should just be careful next time, especially with her face. She cried so much after a small cut on her lip because she thought she was disfigured, which just made everyone laugh.”
Jack fell silent, but a brief flicker of smugness crossed his eyes.
The reporter, sensing an opportunity, praised Pardes Miller for being magnanimous and forgiving, and even complimented Jack for admitting his mistakes and being a good kid.
The atmosphere on TV seemed harmonious, but I felt my heart pounding in my chest!
To make matters worse, Mr. Spencer sent me a message that made my heart sink
“You should watch this video yourself. He refuses to apologize or compensate. If you want justice, go get it from your husband: Don’t waste my time! By the way, I won’t be taking responsibility for the missed homework Loopy has. You’ll need to find a tutoring service for her.”
After that, Mr. Spencer didn’t reply. I kept replaying the interview clip, feeling my eyes burning with tears.
I dragged my weary body and barely managed to get Loopy into the car to head home
The driver hesitated, glancing at Loopy every so often.
I grew suspicious and heard him say, “Is your daughter the one in those photos, the one forced to kneel? She looks exactly like her.”
My head exploded with a deafening sound, and I opened my phone, which I hadn’t touched since the interview, my heart nearly tearing apart.
The internet was flooded with humiliating photos of Loopy, bruised and disheveled, kneeling on the ground. The photographer’s identity was all too
obvious
Loopy looked over and trembled, her voice breaking: “Was didn’t Daddy say Jack deleted all the photos? How come everyone knows about
The driver quickly realized his mistake and fell silent. focusing on the road.
I hugged Loopy tightly, my hands shaking, tears flowing uncontrollably.
When we got home, Pardes Miller had already returned. He gave us a careless glance when he heard the noise.
Back so soon? I told you it was no big deal! You’re making a mountain out of a molehill! Going to the hospital isn’t free, you know?
I angrily threw the medical report in his face and was about to ask him about the photos when suddenly, there was a loud commotion outside, vaguely heard someone shout. “A child’s about to jump!”
“r’s Loopy
After couldn’t find Loopy in her room, I scrambled up
up to the roof in panic.
