Maureen continued to complain.
"She is the young lady of the Smiths, so she eats the best food, drinks the best drinks, and wears the
best clothes.I can understand all of that, but we have to give her all the things my husband buys, as
well as the best things that the family gets…”
As she spoke, Maureen paused and looked at Nora.
She said, "I know you'll definitely say that since she has helped us, we should give in to her a little in
little things in life.But do you know? I'd rather spend the money and hire a computer expert because the
two of us would at least be on equal standing since I paid for it.I don't want to owe her a favor that I
can't ever repay..."
She heaved another melancholic sigh.
Then, she looked at Nora and said, "Sigh, never mind.I'm sure you'll think that I'm just whining.After all,
there are people who don't even have any food to eat, yet I'm complaining about having too little Almas
caviar…”
Nora: To be honest, she understood.
She also hated owing people favors the most.
It was just like when Solo had been seriously ill back then.
Because she had discovered his condition in time and performed an operation on him, she had saved
his life.
Solo had always wanted to pay her instead of working for her, but she knew that he would definitely
disappear after she took the money, which would, in turn, lead to her having to personally take care of
a lot of troublesome things subsequently.
It took up too much of her sleeping time.
Thus...cough.
When she thought about it that way, it seemed like she had become the same kind of person as
Yvonne? In that case, did Solo also find her very annoying? For the first time—and in a rare move—
Nora began to reflect upon herself.
On the other side, Yvonne kept a constant eye on Maureen out of the corner of her eye while she
looked at the programming code for Warren.
She didn't know what Maureen was saying, but she was constantly talking affectionately with Nora.
A touch of dissatisfaction flashed across her eyes.
Just how kind was she to Warren and his wife? Yet they had already converted to Nora's side so
quickly? She cast her eyes down and suddenly edited some of the programming code.
Then, she smiled and said, "The problem's resolved now.”
Warren immediately gave her a thumbs up.
"You're amazing, Yvonne.All those people in the company can't compare to you alone! Let me see...the
bug is indeed gone! That's awesome!"
Warren thanked Yvonne and went to the side to make a phone call.
At this point, the few children finally reached home.
Joel hadn't picked them up from school because of an important meeting, so it was the butler who had
picked up the three children.
Nora took Cherry out while Mia went upstairs to change.
Brandon bounced around Maureen mischievously.
Yvonne looked at them and then at Warren.
She thought of Maureen's earnest and enthusiastic attitude toward Nora just now.
Suddenly, she cast her eyes down and walked toward them.
Brandon was saying something and bouncing around.
When he took a step back, he happened to ‘accidentally’ step on Yvonne's feet!!
"Ahh!"
Yvonne let out a cry of pain and held her foot.
Her cry made Warren, who was in the distance, look over.
He hurried over.
"What's wrong, Yvonne? Brandon, quick, apologize to your aunt!"
Yvonne, however, held Warren's arm.
She frowned and acted as if her foot really hurt, but then said with a smile, “I'm fine, Warren.The boy
didn't mean it..."
Practically at the same time she spoke, Brandon, who was also stunned, subconsciously asked, "How
did you appear behind me, Aunt Yvonne?"
Yvonne smiled. "I was just passing by.”
As the little overlord of the kindergarten, Brandon was currently at the age where kids were the most
rebellious and detestable, so he hated having to apologize the most.
He scratched his head.
"I didn't mean it.It's not like I have eyes at the back of my head..."
His annoying speech made Warren furious.
"Didn't you hear me? I'm telling you to apologize! Stop making excuses!"
Brandon had always been very mischievous and had damaged a lot of things at home, thereby leaving
that sort of impression on Warren a long time ago.
He felt that he must have done it on purpose.
In addition, Brandon had indeed been having fun stepping on other people's feet at home recently.
He had even been playing games to see who could step on more people's feet.
As a result, he had misunderstood.
There was no way the little overlord would ever apologize, though.
He immediately retorted, "I didn't do anything wrong!"
Warren was livid.
Yvonne had just helped him.
Not only had he not given her anything for it, but his son was even being so naughty? He decided to
take the opportunity to teach Brandon a lesson and make him behave.
He picked up the boy at once and smacked his butt.
"Will you apologize or not?!"
The pain made Brandon, who had never been one to behave, struggle and flail about at once.
"Bad Daddy! Let me go! If you dare to beat me, I'll also beat you when I grow up!" Warren was taken
aback.
Yvonne broke into a huge frown.
"How can you say that, Brandon? That's so outrageous of you! I don't need you to apologize to me, you
should be apologizing to your father instead!"
Brandon was furious.
The boy, who had never been one to allow himself to suffer any injustice, retorted, "I didn't do anything
wrong.Besides, I didn't mean it, either.You were the one who came up to me and let yourself be
stepped on, so why should I apologize?!"
Warren instantly became even angrier.
He lifted his hand and mercilessly smacked his butt again .
"You little brat! Will you apologize or not?!"
Loud smacks rang out as his palm landed on Brandon's butt, making Maureen terribly distressed.
No matter how naughty the boy was, he was still her precious baby.
She had seen that it was Yvonne who ran into him just now, but when her husband told her son to
apologize, she had subconsciously felt that she should give in to Yvonne. Having her son apologize
wasn't really much of a big deal, so she hadn't stopped them.
What her son said after that had indeed been very annoying, so she had also felt that they mustn't spoil
their son when her husband decided to teach him a lesson.
Which boy hadn't suffered a thrashing before? But at this moment, she felt as if the blows landing on
Brandon's butt were instead landing on her heart, making her heart ache terribly.
She rushed over anxiously.
"Alright, that's enough! Stop hitting him! You're going to hurt the boy!"
Warren was afraid of his wife, so he immediately let go upon hearing her.
But as soon as he did, Yvonne said, "I know you love your son, Maureen, but spare the rod and spoil
the child! He actually said that he was going to beat his father up when he grows up! You have to let
him know what he has done wrong! Otherwise, he will go down a path of no return when he grows up!"
Maureen was furious.
"He isn't your child, so of course you don't feel bad about it! It is our responsibility to educate our son,
you don't need to bother yourself with it! The look on Yvonne's countenance became one of grievance
upon being scolded.”
She heaved a huge sigh and said, "You're right.Warren, Maureen, I stepped beyond the boundaries
with my words”
Warren, however, became angry.
"Yvonne was doing it for Brandon's own good! Besides, she’s his aunt, why would she do anything to
harm him? She has the right to discipline the child! Yvonne is right, boys ought to be beaten up,
otherwise, he really will beat me up once he grows up! What an impertinent boy!"
After speaking, he held his arm up and hit Brandon's butt a few more times! Brandon stubbornly
refused to cry, but his struggle gradually became weaker.
Maureen couldn't stand it anymore.
She pushed Warren away and grabbed her son from him.
Then, she pulled down his pants and took a look—his butt was already all red and swollen! Maureen's
eyes instantly reddened.
She shouted straight at Warren and Yvonne, "Warren, if you dare to freaking touch my son again, I will
fight you!"
Warren:"..."
Yvonne: Maureen was so mad that she picked up Brandon, went upstairs, and entered their bedroom.
Before she went in, she looked back at Warren and said, "Warren! Do you want your son and me, or
your precious little sister?! Are you intending to kill your son just for your precious little sister 's sake?! "I
can't live with this anymore! I'm taking my son back home! You can go and live with your sister
instead!"
With that, she slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
Warren feared his wife the most, so he hurriedly went forward upon hearing what she said.
"Dear, I..."
But after taking a step forward, he looked back at Yvonne.
Yvonne sighed.
"Go and talk to Maureen, Warren.I'll be fine...She must have misunderstood...Have a good talk with
Maureen.Don't make her angry, I know you're scared of her...If it really doesn't work, why don't I go up
with you and apologize to her?"
There probably wasn't any man who could stand it if someone were to say that they were scared of
their wife, right? Had it been someone else, they would definitely have patted their chest and said,
"Don't worry! I'm a man, what' s there to be scared of? You don't have to do that!"
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