ebookslot Chapter 1254: Of Course My Son Takes After Me—We Siblings Have Always Believed in Fighting Violence with Violence
Chapter 1254: Of Course My Son Takes After Me—We Siblings Have Always Believed in Fighting Violence with Violence
"Here’s the situation: Casimir Shaw beat Leo Zane from his class after school today, and it was quite serious. Now Leo’s parents have called to complain. If you have time tomorrow, it would be best to bring Casimir Shaw to school to deal with this matter." Teacher Wu spoke quickly, feeling inexplicably pressured in front of this man, and her tone became increasingly polite.
Richard Shaw looked at the enthusiastic Casimir Shaw, his tea-colored eyes slightly narrowed, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I’ll bring him over tomorrow. Sorry to trouble you, teacher."
"Not at all, not at all. Please go ahead," Teacher Wu hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a bit stunned. Her school was among the top ten in the Imperial City, and the parents she met were either rich or influential. Even the father and grandfather of Leo Zane never made her feel the pressure. How is it that in front of Mr. Shaw, she couldn’t breathe?
Teacher Wu suddenly realized that people have always focused on Casimir Shaw’s intelligence and academics, overlooking his family background. Clearly, Mr. Shaw is not ordinary. Could he be some high-ranking official?
Teacher Wu was taken aback and decided to consult the principal about this matter first thing in the morning.
Richard Shaw hung up the class teacher’s call, pressed his slender fingertip on the dining table, and looked at Casimir Shaw. He casually asked, "How many classmates did you hit after school?"
"Four," Casimir Shaw was enjoying his dessert after dinner, feeling ecstatic, with bright eyes. It was too late by the time he realized what he had said.
The man’s handsome and stern face suddenly darkened, his tea-colored eyes narrowed dangerously, and he sneered, "The classmates you hit have their parents calling the teacher. Hitting four at once, do you think it’s particularly impressive, huh?"
Casimir Shaw lowered his face with a pitiful look, weakly tugged at Leah’s clothes, and dared not speak.
Seeing him reprimanding their son, Leah also lost her appetite, put down her spoon, and coldly sneered, "Richard Shaw, what do you mean? This is the son I carried for ten months. I haven’t scolded him, so what gives you the right to do so? If you want to discipline someone, go back to your Military District and train your soldiers."
The man remained silent for a moment. Seeing her angry, his beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to burn with small flames, stunningly gorgeous. His Adam’s apple slid up and down, his voice involuntarily softened, and he said in a low voice, "I’m worried that when he takes on four people, he’ll get beaten himself."
Casimir Shaw’s eyes suddenly widened, a hopeful light bursting forth. Wow, old Richard is afraid of mom! Richard is utterly henpecked. Even if ten Leo Zanes come, he won’t be scared.
Leah sneered coldly, reached out and gently touched Casimir Shaw’s head, and softly said, "Don’t be afraid, Thomas. Tell mom what happened. Mom believes you’re not a child who casually bullies classmates."
"Leo Zane brought along three lackeys, trapped me at the school gate, threatened to beat me. They’re always bullying the weak." Casimir Shaw straightened his back, his eyes shining as he spoke, "Although hitting people isn’t right, he has a background, and reasoning with him is impossible. It’s better to fight violence with violence, both to vent for myself and to vent for the classmates he bullies. I was very precise; I only hit their faces."
Ha, fight violence with violence. The man sneered, saying in a low voice, "In an era governed by law, if your dad resorted to violence as you do, wouldn’t there be wars every day?"
Leah sneered coldly, "That’s not a problem. Of course, my son is like me; both my brother and I have always favored fighting violence with violence."
The man was speechless. His handsome face showed no expression, and he said indifferently, "Then tomorrow we’ll go to the school together to resolve this matter."
To the man, what does fighting violence with violence matter, or their son getting into fights? The key issue is getting the wife to stay by his side.
Beside them, Casimir Shaw had a dumbfounded look on his face. So, he got into a fight, and old Richard doesn’t dare scold him, and mom is coming to school with him? Wow, what a sweet deal. He suddenly felt like thanking Leo Zane.