Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)



Yvette was cooperative as well, shouting, "Aunt Isla!"

Not only did the man's phone break from being knocked away, but it had also hit someone in the course, and Just like that, many looked over. Those who came were either rich and powerful or subordinates who had seen much of life. What was more, those who could enroll their children into the school definitely had connections if not having influential backgrounds themselves. Hence, people very quickly noticed the situation here, and security and a few good Samaritans approached them.

Seeing so, the man let go of Yvette's hand and laughed awkwardly. "Sorry, I got the wrong person!"

With that, he backed up and ran away.

Isla immediately approached Yvette, pulling her closer, and slapped her butt lightly, reprimanding, "That's why we don't run around, rug rat! That was a kidnapper, you know?"

She then poked Yvette's head, worried yet vexed.

"You dumdum; why didn't you shout? What if he actually kidnapped you? Your parents too; what the hell are they so busy about? Don't they know to come earlier?"

Didn't they know to arrange for a servant to come when they don't know themselves? What kind of parents were they? This rug rat wouldn't have been taken away if she hadn't coincidentally shown up, would she?!

Yvette could still differentiate the good from the evil, smiling and speaking sweetly as she pulled her tiny handbag.

"Hehe, Aunt Isla... Mommy said I can only shout if there are grown-ups around to hear me when a bad guy wants to take me away. I'm too little; the grown-ups can't hear me if they're too far away, and the bad guys will find out. They'll beat me up and make me fall asleep. So I have to behave. I have to talk to them and wait for someone to come and save me!"

Just as she wanted to say she had an SOS button on her bag and in her hand, she got distracted by the presents in Islas hand, and she completely forgot what she wanted to say.

"Are you here to see me, Aunt Isla? Thank you for saving me. Please don't call me 'rug rat', Aunt Isla. I'm not a rat; I'm very pretty!"

Astonished by her intelligence and sensibility, in addition to how adorable she kept calling Aunt Isla', her love for the child swelled unconsciously within her heart. Regaining her senses, she rolled her eyes at Yvette, who resembled Lauren and Willy, but still shoved the popcorn and plushie to her.

"Who came to see you? I was just passing by! You already know beauty when you're so little? What a narcissist, and you say you're not a rug rat?" Then again, she still held Yvette's hand when she got up, but just as she wanted to say something, the man, whose phone was knocked away, brought a little boy over.

"Miss, what is up with you? My phone aside, what are you going to do about the kid that my phone hit?"

Isla felt terrible, Seeing that the boy's forehead got bruised from the impact. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it!"

She had only wanted to get people's attention, but never did she think that a child would get hurt. Right then, she felt absolutely apologetic, but with so many parents and children surrounding them, she subconsciously shoved Yvette behind her for fear that she'd get scared.

"You guys decided how we'll deal with it. Why don't we bring the child to a hospital first?"

Right as Lexx got out of his car, he saw Isla and Yvette surrounded by a crowd, looking all pitiful, and immediately, he got enraged, charging over to them.

"What are you guys doing?"

Hearing that, Yvette poked her head out, her gaze shining brightly, as mischievous as ever. "Mr. Lopez..."

But then, her gaze dimmed when she subconsciously looked behind him.

Lexx looked grim when he pushed the two ladies behind him. "Can't everyone just talk? Is it really necessary to gang up on a woman and a child?" Hearing his words, the young lady holding the boy's hand got visibly upset.

"What's there to talk about? She deliberately bumped into him, leading his phone to hit my son. Look, his forehead is bruised; who knows if he'll get a concussion. How can she just apologize and expect to walk away when it's so serious?"

"Are internal injuries visible to the human eye?"

"How dare she have a problem compensating half a million for medical expenses?!"

The woman ranted, clearly being unreasonable. The boy stood fearfully behind the young woman, and Isla also backed away, intimidated by the woman's diatribe, all pitiful as she kept pushing Yvette back.

Lexx took a gander and noticed that

the boy's head was indeed a little

red. But to say he might have a

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concussion and asked for a 500 thousand dollar compensation was utterly unreasonable. Seeing that she was bejeweled, wearing six bracelets on one wrist and every possible luxury brand on her, Lexx knew she was undoubtedly a

low-class mistress. Content belongs

With that, he looked at everyone and suggested.

"You're right, Madam. Five hundred thousand isn't too much to ask. We won't shirk responsibility, but this isn't a decision we outsiders can make! Why don't you bring him to the hospital for a physical examination first? As for the compensation..."

Lexx then pulled a business card out and handed it to her.

"Why don't you negotiate with our president after this. We're all somebody here; let's not put on a show for everyone to watch! Centurion is such a major corporate;

We

we won't be able to run even if want to, let alone evade such a small

matter. You can rest assured, Madam! I'll personally visit you at the hospital later!"

"That's more like it!"

Taking the business card, she said, "Then let me ask my... my husband's opinion first!"

With that, the young lady went aside with her phone.

Meanwhile, Lexx turned around to ask what had happened.

Soon, a man ran to him.

"Mr. Lopez, we're so sorry; I'm Mr. Triston's driver, Mr. Triston of Mahagony Company. He just phoned me. Mrs. Hugo is young and doesn't know any better. The boy's active also; it's normal that he has scratches and bruises. Please don't take whatever happened today to heart!"

"Mahagony Company? Mr. Triston? Triston Hugo?" That old man?noveldrama

So... a mistress he kept outside then?

"Yes, yes, that's him. You sure have a good memory, Mr. Lopez! The little episode today... You won't report to Mr. Bowles, right?"

Lexx twitched his lips but nodded faintly, having already expected the outcome. "What happened today is our fault. It would be best if Mr. Triston won't pursue this matter!"

"Of course, we won't! Thank you so much, Mr. Lopez. We'll take our leave if there's nothing else. Farewell!"

After the crowd dispersed, Lexx

turned to look at the dumbfounded

woman. "Weren't you very capable?

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What happened to your intimidation? How did you get driven into a corner by a mistress?" "I learned it from the news... and applied it just like that! I... No one taught me how to deal with what happens after. Yes, I deliberately bumped into him, and I did injure the child in the process. But I thought the amount she asked for was way too much. Like she's trying to rob me!"