Sean suffered another slap, his cheek now burning with pain. He staggered.He called out with gritted teeth, “Fatal Slash! Go to hell!”Slap! Isaac slapped Sean for the third time. Sean fell back quite a distance.The Goulds, the Mercks, and everyone else were left dazed.What was going on? Isaac had not moved a single step. What was wrong with Mr. Nox?No one caught what Isaac did because he moved at lightning speed.Allegra, sitting there with her eyes closed, shuddered at every slap she heard.As a result, Mr. Nox's face and lips were red and swollen. He glared at Isaac, resembling an angry boar.“What are you doing, Mr. Nox? Why are you not using your killing strike?” Allen looked toward Sean, dissatisfied.Sean could not explain what had just happened. He was screaming inside. He could not understand how he was unable to get closer to Isaac. Isaac took out his cigarette and lit it without a care in the world. He puffed out rings of smoke in front of everyone.At this m

Sean scowled and kicked Allen in the face.“Allen Merck, you untrustworthy bastard! Bankrupt! Are you telling me what I endured was all for nothing?”Sean left a shoe print on Allen’s face. When Allen finally looked up, his eyes were blood red. He cackled and said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Nox. As long as I’m alive, I’ll surely torture those two rascals. Whatever I owe you, I’ll—”“To hell with you!” Sean kicked Allen once more, right on his chest, and left in a hurry.After Alec saw the guests off, he went back in, where the Gould and the Booth family were waiting.“Tsk, shameless bitch. Never thought she could hook up with the Kane family,” Edward chided.“Don‘t say that, Edward. After all, Allegra is my granddaughter. We’re undeserving of her now that she has gained fame and riches.” Alec smiled sarcastically.Margaret frowned. She hesitated and commented, “Father, based on my understanding of her, I don’t think Allegra would hook up with someone much older than her. She could even

“Bella, can you tell me how you got your wounds? You know I’m pretty good at fighting. I can help you teach a lesson to those who bullied you. But you have to tell me what happened.” Isaac kneeled in front of Isabella.Isabella sobbed as she said, “The teacher hit me. H—He said that was my punishment because I could not finish running three miles. Th—The teacher hit many of my friends. B—But, nobody dared to say anything.”Isaac frowned deeper. He carried Isabella in his arms and left the house.Carmine Elementary School had a tranquil environment. Isaac led Isabella and Allegra straight to the school office.Mia Carling, the head teacher, was a bespectacled woman in her middle age. She looked calm as she listened to Isaac.“Mr. Owens is a relatively young teacher. He may have been too energetic and increased the physical training load to new heights. But, this works well to discover hidden potentials in our children.”“But it’s never heard of for children aged six or seven to fi

“I love getting myself into trouble. Come on.”“Sir, you don’t know Mr. Owens’ identity, do you? I advise you not to act rashly. Children will recover in a few days, leaving no scar,” said a bespectacled man to Isaac.“That’s right. Nothing good will come out of it if you go up against Charles.”Isaac ignored them. He held Isabella’s hand and said, “Isabella, remember this. If someone bullies you, don’t hold it in. Find ways to regain your dignity instead.”They went to the field.The sun was slowly emerging. On the empty field, Isaac and Charles stood facing each other. The parents and several men wearing combat uniforms stood in a circle around them.“Alright! I won’t go easy this—”There was a swooshing sound as Isaac swooped forward like lightning. A slap landed on Charles’ face.“I wasn’t ready, you bastard.” Charles flew into a rage. He swung his fists toward Isaac.Isaac dodged Charles’ punches and returned him with an uppercut punch. Charles shrieked and fell a few ste

“Nonsense! You scoundrel, who dares to accuse me of abusing their children?” yelled Charles. He was leaning on someone else’s shoulder for support.The onlooking parents muttered among themselves, but eventually, no one spoke up.Isaac snorted and said to the parents, “Listen up. We are all parents to our children. Your family backgrounds are decent enough to send your children to this school. Have you ever thought about the trauma your children will have after getting beaten up for no apparent reason at a very young age? They will grow up with the trauma of being powerless to retaliate whenever they get bullied. Because of your cowardice, they will suffer from psychological trauma and perhaps grow up dysfunctional. Who else is the culprit but you? Think hard about it.”Isaac made his point clear. The parents lowered their heads. Some of them sighed, while some of them wept.Suddenly, one of them looked up at Charles with reddened eyes and said, furious, “I have a complaint to make