Chapter 63

This was exactly why Eloise was biased toward Henry. She knew Henry had a very influential uncle. Henry stuck out his tongue and made faces. "Fatty, you don't have a mom! Loser, you're a little bastard with no mom to teach you!" "That's enough!" Bethany was livid now. "Miss, do you now hear how your student is talking to Evan?" Eloise panicked slightly. "Let's all just calm down." Then, she put on a stern face for the other child. "Henry, didn't I teach you to be kind to your classmates? Have you forgotten?" Henry huffed and turned his head away. "But he doesn't have a mom!" Bethany was about to speak when a pair of gleaming leather shoes suddenly appeared in the office doorway, catching a cold glint of light. She followed the shoes upward to their owner, finally settling on the man's cold, aloof face. He'd looked at her the same way yesterday, distant and detached, as if he were always the king of whatever game he played. Bethany hadn't expected Henry's guardian to be Noah,