Chapter 17

Madeleine had just entered the backyard when she saw the nanny kicking Chris. She screamed, her voice trembling, "Back off, don't touch my son!" Without thinking, she rushed forward, shoved the nanny aside, and pulled Chris into her arms, soothing him, "Baby, don't be scared, Mama's here." Chris burst into tears seeing his mother, "Mommy..." Madeleine held Chris's small body tightly and gazed at the person who had bullied him, anger and resentment in her eyes. This was the Beach family where even the servants were disgustingly cruel. "Your son, at such a tender age, not only fails to study diligently but also follows in your footsteps to become a thief. He not only stole Mr. Terrell's toys but also damaged them. He truly is a born scoundrel." "I've heard this bastard is illegitimate, and until now no one knows who his father is. I guess that man must not be good himself." "As the saying goes, like father, like son. A thief begets a thieving offspring. How could he ever turn out well?"