The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 246

Chapter 246: Chapter 246: The Three Little Ones Put on an Act to Punish Mrs. York

Mrs. York was stunned by the sudden pain. "Let go! What do you think you’re doing, you little bastard!"

Zachery looked innocent, blinking his eyes.

But what could he do? That box of silver needles on the table was so conspicuous. It was obvious what the old hag wanted to do.

So he had casually grabbed a few, giving one to Christian and one to Mia, just in case.

Zachery, currently wearing Christian’s face, looked even more well-behaved when he smiled.

"Mrs. York, we don’t like it when you call us little bastards. We’ll give you one more chance to speak nicely."

Mrs. York was so angry she could barely breathe. "Who do you think you are to deserve me speaking nicely! My daughter is going to be the next Mrs. Sloan. You three little bastards will have to answer to my daughter... AHHHH!!"

"Christian Sloan, let go! Let go!!"

Zachery’s smile widened.

"You see, Mrs. York, I’m a very reasonable child."

"These silver needles were what you were going to use to bully us, right? So I’m just returning the favor. You use silver needles, so I’m using silver needles. I’m not even hitting you~ See? Am I not very reasonable?"

Mrs. York was speechless.

The pain made Mrs. York’s eyes roll back. ’What kind of reasoning is this?!’

The silver needles were specially made, and the pain was unbearable. She would have rather had Christian Sloan just hit her!

Zachery’s eyes lit up as if he had read her mind. "You said it, not me. Then I’ll hit you~"

Mrs. York shrieked, "Christian Sloan, you wouldn’t dare! There are security cameras here!"

Zachery shook his head. "Mrs. York, do you really think we’re stupid? Since you wanted to bully us, you definitely wouldn’t leave any evidence. And if you can’t leave evidence, then there definitely aren’t any cameras here."

"But~ you specifically chose a place with no cameras. Who does that benefit? Oh! It turns out it benefits me!"

THUD!

Mrs. York crashed to her knees.

She looked at ’Christian Sloan’s’ hand in astonishment... ’How can a child be this strong?!’

Zachery landed two solid punches on Mrs. York’s chest. She was completely stunned.

’What on earth did Estelle Lockwood feed her son?! No, wait, isn’t Christian Sloan a sickly weakling?! Why... why does it hurt so much when he hits someone!’

She felt like her ribs were about to break!

"You just wait! I’m calling the police! The police!"

Hearing her mention the police, Zachery hesitated for a moment, but Christian said coolly, "Perhaps you should try. The news of an adult being beaten up by a five-year-old would certainly be interesting."

Mrs. York was speechless.

Mrs. York’s face flushed red with anger. It was true that an adult couldn’t possibly be pinned to the ground and beaten by a five-year-old child, but... but what was with Christian Sloan’s strength?!

Suddenly, Mrs. York heard a SNAP. Her mind went blank, and without a second thought, she picked up a nearby stool and viciously swung it at ’Christian’s’ head—

"Watch out!" A parent rushed over and snatched ’Christian’ away.

CRASH! The stool smashed onto the floor.

There were many parents in the children’s area, and the loud noise drew a crowd. Seeing three children cowering in a corner while a middle-aged woman angrily smashed a stool, they frowned. "What are you doing? Are you trying to hit a child?"

Mia then stepped forward as well. "Mrs. York, if you think we’re in the wrong, you can ask to see the surveillance footage. It’ll be clear at a glance who was bullying whom, won’t it?"

The man also nodded. "That’s right. The mall has security cameras. Let’s go check the footage right now."

As he spoke, many other parents also offered reassurance. "Yes, Christian, don’t be afraid. We’ll go check the cameras now, and we’ll go with you to call the police afterward."

Mrs. York thought, ’That’s right! If they check the cameras, then they’ll...’

"The cameras here have been damaged. I heard... I heard Mrs. York went to the security room earlier..." the manager’s voice rang out.

Mrs. York’s mind went blank, and her face turned deathly pale.

’That’s right, the cameras are broken! How can I prove that Christian Sloan hit me?’

Unexpectedly, the crowd’s reaction was not what Mrs. York had hoped for. Someone scoffed, "Mrs. York, you deliberately damaged the cameras and deliberately led the children away. What else do you have to say for yourself?"

Mrs. York suddenly realized that she had been set up. She had been played by three children!

"N-no! It was the three of them who hit me! You little bastard, say something! Admit it, hurry up!!"

’Christian’ pretended to be scared. "I’m sorry, I hit Mrs. York. Please don’t scold me, Mrs. York..."

The other parents present laughed in exasperation.

"Mrs. York, you really can lie without batting an eye! Threatening him to this extent, do you really think we can’t see what’s happening? What are you trying to say? That little Master Christian hit you? He’s just a child. Even if he did hit you, how much strength could he have?"

"Exactly! If you’re going to lie, at least find a better excuse! Mrs. York, just look at yourself. Your face is flushed. You don’t look like you’ve been beaten at all!"

Mrs. York grew even more flustered and exasperated. Her finger trembled as she pointed at Zachery. "So this is Estelle Lockwood’s son? Hitting someone and not admitting it. Just like your mother, a real bitch!"

Zachery’s eyes turned cold. "Mrs. York, even if I did hit you, what does that have to do with our mommy!"