Love after Divorce

Chapter 121

Grace was washing her hands. Looking at Violet in the mirror, her eyes rolled.

Violet washed her hands as well, looked at her, and said in a light voice, "Yes."

Grace straightened her hair around her ear, "Speaking of which, you have to thank me for that.”

“I suggested to Louis to cooperate with your bakery again. Louis said he wanted to do things the right

way, but I didn't think it would be easy for everyone. And, you're Louis' ex-wife. I said I wanted to thank

you for the divorce. That's why he agreed."

Grace lifted her chin in a patronizing manner.

Violet compressed her lips and pulled out a paper towel. After she finished wiping her hands, she

tossed them into a trash can.

"Is that so? Louis knew you were using your power for personal gain. And that's why he continues to

work with us, right?"

"Of course not."

Grace laughed softly, "If he really blamed me, he wouldn't continue to collaborate with Rydon Food!"

After saying that, Grace went into the bathroom.

Violet's red lips were pursed, and she felt the anger growing in her heart.

She knew Grace was deliberately showing off to her.

She knew that she didn't have to be angry, but couldn’t help be feel it unendurable. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

At that moment, her cell phone rang.

Violet let out a long breath and took out her phone.

The call was from the kindergarten.

Violet picked up the phone, "Mrs. White, is something wrong?"

"Miss Elliott, Erin got into a fight with a child at school. Please come to school now."

What!?

Erin got into a fight with a child!

Violet had no time to care about the job now. She hurried to the dressing room to inform Julia, and then

took a taxi to the school.

The class hadn’t ended yet, so Violet explained her intention and went straight to the teacher's office.

"Mrs. White, look at my son! You have to explain why!"

"Mrs. White, the kindergarten is one of the most prestigious schools in Crotosi City. Why do you accept

the two trouble-makers?"

"Yes, one can't speak and the other is ill-bred.

"......"

Violet listened to them outside the door and frowned.

Trouble-makers?

Whom were they talking about?

Violet pushed the door open and saw a number of people standing in the office.

In addition to the teachers, there were three mothers and several children.

One of them was her own daughter, and another was Luka.

"Mommy."

Erin saw Violet and ran towards her with a resigned look on her face.

Violet wrapped her arms around her. Looking at Erin, she noticed that Erin was covered in filth. Her

brows knitted tighter.

She settled down and looked to the class teacher, "Mrs. White, what was going on?"

"Miss Elliott, here is the thing."

Mrs. White said, "After nap, these kids were playing with Erin and Erin threw a painting box on them."

That was unexpected!

Violet's eyes flashed with dismay.

She looked at her daughter, "Erin, why did you throw the painting box on them?"

"Because they pulled my hair. When Luka helped me to chase them away, they called him a little

dummy and pushed him. They were bullying Luka alone, so I got angry and threw the box on them."

Erin explained it out clearly and told the whole story.

Violet was enlightened.

Her daughter was active but very sensible. It was impossible for her to fight with someone.

Violet's eyes fell on Luka, who was standing aside without saying a word. Then she walked over to take

him into her arms.

"Luka, thank you for defending Erin ."

Luka's eyes lit up and his tense face softened.

"This little girl is your daughter?" a parent asked in surprise.