You're The Best Medicine For Me

Chapter 103 Two Kids Fighting at the Kindergarten

Amelia Jones cried loudly on Louis Clark's arm.

"Don't cry, good child, as I said, if someone bullies you, just come and tell me, as for the bet, I will ask

Darcy Clark to help you, as for that junior of yours, she has such a bad personality, how could Arthur

Stewart tolerate such a disciple," Louis said after hearing her heart-breaking crying, he caressed her

head and comforted her.

"Grandpa, don't blame Mr. Stewart," Amelia said, "She is talented, Mr. Stewart values her high talent."

"What's your junior’s name?" Louis inquired angrily.

"Grandpa, I don't want to hurt the people around me because of me, she is just a bit capricious, not to

mention that I have committed to this bet, this is not her fault, if I had remembered my original intention

at the time and not been stimulated by her, I wouldn't have put myself in such a dilemma," Amelia said,

shaking her head.

Louis was overjoyed as he learned this.

It was great that Amelia was so conscious. The members of the Clark family should have virtuous

values and be kind-hearted so that they can be the master who led the family.

Not to mention that she would be the wife of his most outstanding grandchild.

The more he looked at Amelia, the more satisfied he was.

"Fine, fine, I won't worry about your junior’s matter for the time being, but I'll go talk to Madam Moore

about the bet, just wait for good news from me."

"Grandpa, you're always so kind to me." Amelia rested on Louis’ arm once more, with a creepy grin on

her face.

She would not have to reach out to Darcy if she had known that dealing with Louis would be that easy.

Louis personally called Darcy after Amelia had left.

Bryan Moore had returned to the company after leaving the hospital.

He was not attentive in the meeting and when he was halfway through it, he received a phone call.

Bryan pressed on the unknown number on his phone, which had the word AB Kindergarten displayed

on it.

He picked up the phone without hesitation, and on the other end, a serious female voice said, "Hello,

this is AB Kindergarten, are you the parent of Emma Thomas and Jacob Thomas?"

The two children simply gave Bryan’s number without telling the teacher that he was their parent.

"I am their parent, what has happened to them?" Bryan asked while he frowned.

"Are you their father?" In a curious tone, the teacher inquired.

Bryan was irritated by such a tone, and when it came to the issue of identification, he patiently repeated

what he had just said, "Yes, I am their father, what has happened to my children?"

His ferocious expression, cold tone of voice, and the words "I am their father" stunned the people

below.

Since when their manager became a father? How did they not know about that?

"Your two children had a fight with other kid in the kindergarten; please come over and settle this

matter," the kindergarten teacher said.

As Bryan heard that, his face turned sullen and he stood up suddenly, saying, "Dismissed."

He had already opened the conference room door and walked out right after he just stopped speaking.

"Mr. Moore, here is the document that George Thomas faxed over just now," Jordan Hill said as he

immediately followed him, holding a very important document in his hand.

"Keep it first; I have to go to the kindergarten!"

For a brief moment, Jordan was shocked, staring right behind him, eventually understood why Bryan

had to left in such haste.

"Do…Do I have to notify Shirley Thomas then?" Although he had no idea what had happened to the

two little masters, the first person Jordan thought of was Shirley, who was the mother of the two kids.

"Two kids are fighting with someone in the kindergarten, what do you think she will do if she is called?"

Bryan said as he approached the elevator.

"With Shirley’s personality, she would undoubtedly lecture the two children."

"I'll go over and deal with it first, and only tell her after that, you stay here." Bryan walked inside as the

lift door opened.

It just took him twenty minutes by highway to get from the office to the school, and when he arrived,

Emma was sitting in the corner of the couch, clutching the broken doll.

Today, she wore her hair in two braids but the left one was unplaited, her hair was messy and her eyes

were swollen and teary. Some teachers were talking to her, but she ignored them.

Bryan was heart-broken when he saw the scene.

Emma resembled Shirley, who was moaning this morning, helplessly and miserably, as if the world had

abandoned her.

With mixed feelings racing through his heart, he strode into the office and cried out, "Emma."

Emma looked up when she heard the call and saw that it was Bryan; she slipped off the sofa with the

doll in her arms and rushed towards him with swift strides, "Daddy."

Bryan knelt, opened his hands, and took the kid into his arms, then stood up with her in his arms and

asked, "Where's your brother?"

Emma cried out and hung the lips "He was brought outside by Ms. Burke. The teacher said that the

parents of Ruben come to look for the boy who had hurt him, so she took him away."

With his deep gaze, he glanced coldly over the teachers in front of him.

Bryan’s aura took them aback.

Emma and Jacob had never seen their father when they were in kindergarten and their enrolment

cards indicated that they were from single-parent family, and many of the students in the classroom

made fun of them, and even the teachers treated the two children as if they were from single-parent

family.

And now a father, or such a handsome and attractive man, had appeared, causing them to panic.

"Sir, I will now take you to Jacob."

One of the young female teachers first said.

Bryan averted his gaze and discovered Jacob with the accompanying of several teachers. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Bryan and Emma were about to enter the classroom when they saw a woman standing in front of

Jacob, poking him in the head and forehead and scolding.

Her scolding was offensive.

"You are such an ill-bred kid. How dare you touched my son? If you break one of his fingers, ten of your

heads won't be enough to pay back. I'll show you how to behave well today since you are not

educated."

The woman raised her hand and swung it at Jacob’s head.

When Bryan saw this, he took a huge step forward and swiftly grabbed the woman's hand.

The people in the classroom turned to look at Bryan.

Jacob cocked his head to look at him as he approached.

As he quietly cried out, "Daddy!" His cheek wrinkled mildly and his eyes turned teary.