Fabian's sharp eyes and determined tone made the little boy's father feel a hint of chill, but when he remembered that it was his son who was beaten up, confidence surged within him once more.

“You’re so strange, pretty boy. Since you’re not the father of this little thing, what are you doing here? Why are you so righteous now that the little thing has beaten my son up?”

The man rolled up his sleeves, looking arrogant and domineering.

“Say, Miss Charles, I spent so much money to send my son t