Chapter 10

Moreover, she kept feeling that this person's features looked familiar, but she just couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

In short, this was not the kind of parent she had expected, which made her inexplicably lose some of her momentum.

As Ethan Sutton approached, Mrs. Foster stood up, lifted her chin, and said, "I'm David Foster's mother. Hello."

When Ethan Sutton passed by her, he turned his head to glance at her, politely said, "Hello," and then, without looking at William Brooks, walked straight over to Edward Sutton, and tapped his forehead with a bent finger.

"You sure know how to get me into trouble, huh?"

Edward Sutton, feeling guilty, didn't dare look at him directly and instead quietly hid behind William Brooks.

"He didn't cause any trouble today." William Brooks shielded Edward Sutton, signaling Ethan Sutton to look at Mrs. Foster. "It's David Foster's mother who wants to talk to you about the fight yesterday."

Only then did Ethan Sutton slowly turn his head, giving Mrs. Foster his full attention.

Mrs. Foster immediately continued, "Your child hit someone and scratched up my kid's face. This is a civilized society, and I've never seen someone so uncivilized. How is this any different from □□? And—"

Ethan Sutton nodded, "Mm, but I'm very busy. Please get to the point—how do you want to handle this?"

Mrs. Foster: "…"

Why did it sound like he was asking if she wanted to use a knife or a gun?

"You—" She looked at Ethan Sutton twice, feeling less confident, but unwilling to lose face, so she switched to criticism. "Do you know what time it is? We agreed to meet right after school. Do you have any sense of time?"

"Sorry," Ethan Sutton said sincerely, "I went to the wrong school just now."

Mrs. Foster: "…"

William Brooks: "…………"

The situation seemed to have taken a bizarre turn.

David Foster's mother twitched at the corner of her mouth, regained her composure, and said, "Then what's with the mask? Is that polite?"

William Brooks's scalp suddenly tightened, nervously looking at Ethan Sutton.

If he took off the mask…

"I'm sick. It's contagious."

Ethan Sutton raised his hand, pretending to take off the mask. "Mind if I take it off?"

"Don't!"

Mrs. Foster pulled David Foster back a step, eyeing both Ethan Sutton and Edward Sutton with suspicion.

"…"

She really was overthinking it.

William Brooks frowned and said, "Speak properly, don't scare people."

Hearing this, Ethan Sutton turned to glance at William Brooks, the impatience between his brows fading, and his tone softening: "Oh, got it, Mr. Brooks."

With just these two exchanges, Mrs. Foster felt more and more like she was being played.

But her momentum had already dropped, and it was hard to pick it up again halfway through, so she could only put on an understanding look.

"I'm not trying to make a fuss. How about this: let's just apologize properly for the fight, and I won't pursue it any further."

"Alright."

Ethan Sutton took a step back, leaned against William Brooks's desk, and bent down to ask Edward Sutton, "Who started the fight?"

In these few short minutes, Edward Sutton had already vaguely sensed the situation, and unconsciously straightened his back and lifted his head, answering with full confidence, "I did!"

William Brooks: "?"

You're actually proud of that?

Ethan Sutton gave a grunt and nodded toward David Foster.

Edward Sutton didn't understand what Ethan Sutton meant, blinking in confusion, "Huh?"

The next second, Ethan Sutton grabbed Edward Sutton by the collar and pushed him forward, directly shoving him in front of David Foster.

"Apologize."

This move startled both David Foster and his mother, making them take two steps back.

Isn't this really just □□???

Even William Brooks was stunned on the side.

Is this how you usually treat your child?? Is he really your own??

She felt like it wasn't Edward Sutton being grabbed, but her own heart, and she was even afraid that Edward Sutton would burst into tears the next second.

But in reality, Edward Sutton wasn't scared at all. Instead, he straightened out his wrinkled collar with a determined look, puffed out his chest, and shouted, "David Foster, I'm sorry! I won't hit you again!"

David Foster's mother: "?"

That's an apology?

But the person involved, David Foster, was almost scared to tears, choking out, "It-it's okay."

Ethan Sutton calmly watched the whole process, even casually picking up one of William Brooks's pens to twirl in his hand.

When David Foster was so flustered that he started tugging at his mother's shirt, Ethan Sutton finally asked Mrs. Foster in a very sincere tone, "Are you satisfied with this?"

How could Mrs. Foster dare say she wasn't satisfied?

She was afraid that if she said it out loud, the other party would ask, "So what do you want, then?" and things would spiral out of her control.

Of course, the main reason she gave up completely was that when Ethan Sutton grabbed Edward Sutton, she noticed his watch.

She wasn't afraid of people who were forceful, nor of people who were rich.

She was only afraid of those who were both forceful and rich.

"Oh, kids in the same class—it's normal for them to roughhouse a bit. Let's not take it to heart. They'll still be good friends in the future, so let's just drop the matter."

After saying this, she actually felt a bit embarrassed herself, unable to save face, so she turned her head and, with a haughty chin, looked at William Brooks.