Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 589 Damn Cripple!

Chapter 589: Chapter 589 Damn Cripple!

After a while, realizing that no movement behind him, the little fatty loosened his mouth and said, "Bastard, who is hiding in the dark and hitting me? I’ll ask the hospital director to check the surveillance footage right away. I’ll make you suffer enough!"

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, the little fatty was sure that the opponent didn’t dare to show up, and the arrogance he had just gone down suddenly came up!

He pointed at Lance with his chubby finger and said, "It must be you, damn cripple! You know what? My dad is very powerful. If you dare to hit me, I’ll make sure that you can’t stay in the hospital anymore!"

Lance asked coldly, "Who is your father?"

The little fatty sneered, "You damn cripple, do you deserve to know who my father is?"

However, he did not think that it was enough, and he even asked his friends to curse Lance together.

"You damn cripple!" the little fatty cursed.

The short boy next to him immediately echoed.

"You damn cripple!"

"Um..."

When it was the thin boy’s turn, he faltered for a long time and couldn’t spit out those cursing words.

"I... I..."

"You, idiot, a good-for-nothing!"

The little fatty scolded, "You’re the driver’s son. I’m kind enough to allow you to follow me. You’re not clever at all. I’ll ask my dad to fire your poor father right away. If my dad hadn’t offered your poor father a job, do you think you could have followed me and lived a good life?"

The thin boy clenched his fists, and the short boy also joined to scold him.

"Are you dead? Don’t you know how to curse? Idiot, you’re a good-for-nothing!"

The short boy urged the thin boy again, "Hurry up and curse that man. Don’t make Mr. Myers angry."

"I... I won’t." The thin boy plucked up the courage to refuse.

Then, he said righteously, "My father said that cursing is impolite, and we shouldn’t laugh at others. No one wants to be different from others. For those who need help, we should encourage and help them!"

The little fatty was so angry that he covered his chest and twitched.

Hearing this, the short boy scolded, "Are you out of your mind? Do you want your father to be fired?"

Unexpectedly, after the thin boy refused, he straightened his back as if he had found a direction or thought of his father’s instructions.

"Whatever you say, I won’t curse him. And..."

The thin boy looked at the little fatty and said, "My father is not a poor beggar. He is working for your father in exchange for salary. It’s not shameful at all. I won’t listen to you just because my father works for your father. Ther are employer and employee. My father doesn’t do anything wrong, and he deserves respect for his diligence!"

The thin boy clenched his fists and said firmly, "I believe that my father will support me to do so."

"You damned worm, you are risking your neck!"

The little fatty was so furious that he grabbed the thin boy’s hair and forced him to kneel down. He shouted, "Curse! Curse that damn cripple!"

"I won’t. I won’t do it!"

The thin boy shouted and struggled to get rid of the little fatty, but his hand was stepped under the short boy’s foot.

The little fatty pressed the little thin boy to the ground with his butts.

With a cold expression, Lance reached out to grab his crutch and was about to teach the little fatty a lesson.

Before Lance could make a move, four or five hazelnuts were shot out at the same time.

"Ah!"

Before the little fatty could finish his words, he was attacked by hazelnuts again.

This time, the skin on his lips was broken, and his forehead was bruised.

He covered his bleeding lips and said angrily, "Who the hell is it? Come out..."

Yvette had already walked out of the corner.

When Lance saw her, his hand that was holding the cane slowly drooped.

Yvette couldn’t bear it anymore. She stepped forward and interrupted the little fatty, "Whose mouth is so dirty? I’d like to help clean his mouth with some hazelnuts. To my surprise, it is a little fatty!"

Yvette deliberately dragged out the words "a little fatty".

Didn’t the little boy like to laugh at others?

Today, she would let him know what it meant by giving an eye for an eye.

"Who... Who are you? How dare you to hit me? Do you want to die..."

The little fatty’s lips were broken. When his words leaking out, he could not say it clearly.

"I’m a fairy, who come here to save you." Yvette looked down at the little fatty.

She looked at the little fatty up and down, and the little fatty felt a chill down his spine. He widened his eyes to glare at Yvette fiercely. "You... What are you looking at?"

"Your face looks like a black hole on the earth. It’s shriveled. The bridge of your nose seems to have been pressed by a rolling pin. And, your two front teeth are very suitable for gnawing corn. You look so carefree. How can you laugh at others?"

"You!" the little fatty’s follower, the short boy tried to help him vent his anger.

He was about to curse Yvette, but when he saw the bruises and broken lip on the little fatty’s face, he changed his mind and said with little confidence, "Why... Why did you curse him?"

"Don’t wrong me. I’ve never cursed anyone. It’s just an objective evaluation based on facts. Also..."

She stared at the two naughty boys with her beautiful eyes and said, "The one whom I cursed usually is not a human being."

The little fatty and the short boy did not read a lot, so they could not understand, but they felt that they had suffered a double blow.

They realized that the beautiful bad woman was scolding them in a roundabout way.

The little fatty said, "You... How dare you scold me... I..."

"Shut up!"

Yvette said with a straight face, "Your words exposed your low quality."

She stared at the little fatty again and said, "You, a fat pig!"

"Wee... Ah, ah, ah..." The little fatty burst into tears.

"Are you crying just because of this?"

Yvette continued, "I’m just mocking you in your way. It is just a starter. Well, you look cheeky, but you’re actually so thin-skinned."

"You... Wee, Wee... You’re bullying a child..."

The little fatty did not remember that he was a child until now. He thought that if others educated him, it meant that they were bullying children.

The little fatty was not very young. He looked 13 or 14.

He was tall and fat. He could not be considered as an ignorant child.

At his age, he should have known the right and the wrong, and he was not supposed to bully a stranger at his will.

If he was not taught a lesson this time, he would bully and humiliate others even worse in the future.

"You’re right."

Yvette sneered, "I like bullying children, especially rude fatties like you."

"I’ll ... beat you to death..." The little fatty opened his broken lips, clenched his fists, and rushed up.

Lance’s eyes dimmed. He sat in the wheelchair and stretched out his crutch, trying to stop the little fatty.

What a joke!

How could an adult like Yvette be defeated by a kid?

Yvette took the lead in attacking and tripped the little fatty with a sweep of her leg.

When the short boy saw the little fatty fall, he naturally wanted to avenge his friend, So he also rushed up.

Yvette did not touch the short boy. Instead, she stepped back and then leaned to one side, which caused the short boy to fall to the ground directly with his face down.

Glaring at the two little rascals wailing on the ground, Yvette said coldly, "Kids, your parents don’t have time to teach you, but there are plenty of people who can teach a lesson to naughty children like you."

Yvette had scolded them just to let them experience what it felt like to be laughed at and labeled.

She was not really scolding them to vent her anger.

That kind of guidance was meaningless for such kids.

It was because such naughty boys would not realize what they did wrong if Yvette just vent her anger on them.

Yvette wanted them to understand that if the same thing happened to them, it would be too hard to accept. In the future, they should not mess with others like this.

She told them, "Remember, don’t think that you have the upper hand for a while. Sooner or later, you will suffer and regret it for the rest of your lives."

She looked at the thin boy, who refused to give in, and reached out to pull him up. "Kid, what’s your name?"

The thin boy thought that Yvette was so beautiful that he didn’t have the nearve to look straight at her.

And what she said just now was awesome.

It was a heavy blow to those two bad guys. If it weren’t for the fact that he had no choice, he wouldn’t have teamed up with such naughty boys at all.

In his eyes, Yvette’s actions just now were so cool and dazzling.

He swallowed and said, "My name is Lam."

Yvette praised with a smile, "Lam, well done. I can tell that your father has taught you very well. Through you, I can tell that he has a good character and is worthy of respect."

Yvette took out a clean handkerchief to wipe the dust off Lam’s face and said, "I hope you can always keep this in mind."

Lam didn’t cry even when he was in so much pain just now, but when he heard Yvette’s praise, his eyes turned red in an instant.

"Miss, don’t worry. I will never bow to the bad forces!"

It was not until then that Yvette had time to look at Lance. Since she had showed up, there was nowhere for her to hide.

She slowly stepped forward and tried to cover it up. "I... I was just passing by."

However, she didn’t say it with much confidence.

Lance nodded. When he looked at Yvette and was about to speak, he was interrupted by an earth-shattering cry.

"Gosh... Oh, mine... Who beat my baby like this?"

A plump woman wearing bright red fur coat rushed out, hugged the little fatty, and said very excitedly, "Baby, baby, what’s wrong? Why is your lip broken ? It hurts me so much..."

The plump woman spoke very quickly. She shouted excitedly, "Who did it? Who is it? Come out!"

When Yvette was about to talk, Lance said, "It’s me."

Yvette looked back at Lance and heard his indifferent but imposing voice. "I beat him up."

"You?"

The plump woman looked at Lance suspiciously and said disdainfully, "You damn cripple, how dare you hit him?"

Yvette thought, "No wonder that they are a family."

Yvette finally knew why the little fatty had such a character.

It turned out that family education was like this.

Lance ignored the plump woman. He just pressed the call button on his wheelchair and asked Frankie to handle it.

For him, time was extremely precious.

He could deal with a document in a few minutes, and the value of the document might be more than a few tens of dollars, which would bring many people hope of hard working.

Therefore, he never wasted any time on people or things that were not worth it.

However, he subconsciously moved his wheelchair forward a little to protect Yvette.

Lying in his mother’s arms, the little fatty regained his confidence.

Usually, even if he had caused a big trouble, his mother would have protected him.

That was why he was so unruly.

The little fatty pointed at Yvette and cried, "Mom! Mom! It’s that woman... That bad woman hit me. Beat her to death. Beat both of them to death. They were talking to each other just now, so they must be accomplices."

Now that his mother was here, he didn’t stutter anymore. The little fatty shouted fiercely, "Beat them to death! Beat them to death!"

His eyes were full of viciousness.

Yvette’s eyes suddenly turned cold when she heard that. The little fatty was not ashamed of being educated at all. Insteac, he was lying in his mother’s arms and shouting fiercely.

It seemed that this mother and son were exactly the same. They must often bully others.

The plump woman turned her head and looked at Yvette and Lance.

"You damn cripple, how dare you cover up for this woman? I’ll teach both of you a lesson today. I’ll get someone to beat you blind and turn you into a cripple and blind trash!"

The plump woman abruptly stood up and made threatening gestures as she spoke.

Of course, Lance wouldn’t let her touch Yvette. He stretched out his crutch and knocked on the plump woman’s leg.

"Thump!"

The plump woman’s knees went limp. She was too heavy, so she fell to the ground loudly.

"Ouch... Ouch... I fell to my death!"

The plump woman groaned in pain. "You... you! You damn cripple, how dare you sneak up on me!"

Hearing the mother and son keep calling Lance "damn cripple", Yvette couldn’t bear it any longer. She walked past Lance and stood in front of him.

"Why don’t you ask your child why I want to clean his mouth? Isn’t it because he spoke rudely? You didn’t ask anything, but came to make trouble for us."

Yvette was furious. "How can you be a mother like this? Is this the way how you educate your child?"

"I can teach my child however I want. It’s not up to you to comment, you little bitch!"

In an instant, Yvette was speechless. "I think you deserve the pain. No wonder you child is like this. You are such a rude mother."

"Shut up your mouth! You dare to speak ill of my child!" The plump woman was vicious like a shrew. She cursed, "You little bitch, I think you really want to die!"

Yvette finally saw through it.

This little fatty had learned a lot from his mother.

No wonder he couldn’t be influenced. He had been influenced and engraved in his mother’s genes for so many years.

The plump woman continued, "You vixen, do you think you can hook up with men just because you are good-looking? No wonder you like a cripple. Damn, you are born to seduce men!"

The plump woman’s words were unreasonable. She pestered Yvette endlessly and put the blame on Yvette.

However, she was very good at observing people.

She could tell that the damn cripple’s temperament and outfit made him look quite rich, although he was lame.

As for Yvette, she was dressed in such a shabby and loose casual outfit. The plump woman had never come into contact with luxurious casual clothes, so she thought Yvette’s outfit was worthless.

She thought that Yvette was just an inferior girl who wanted to marry into a rich family, and she didn’t take such an inferior seriously at all.

So, she decided to teach Yvette a lesson.

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