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Gino, like anyone else, was naturally disgusted when several boys made lewd comments about Hera’s photo, especially considering those remarks were directed at his own sister 

Therefore, Gimno publicly warned Eugene not to insult Hera 

Eugene wasn’t one to hold back. He felt embarrassed at bring wamed by a first–grader in public, so he continued with his lewd remarks, which further escalated the situation.. 

In response, Gino shoved him, igniting the conflict 

“Lies! My son didn’t insult anyone! Son, tell her!” Yana demanded, looking to Eugene for confirmation. 

But to her dismay, Eugene was staring at Hera with a lewd expression and a silly grin on his face. 

She pinched his arm in frustration, “Tell her!” 

Feeling the pain, Eugene snapped out of it. 

Although he was unsure about what Yana had just said, he nodded and mumbled, “Yes, yes.” 

“Do you hear that? My son didn’t insult anyone! You have no evidence, so stop slandering people here, or I’ll so you for defamation!” Yana threatened. 

Yana knew about Eugene’s flirtatious nature. But Hera lacked evidence to take action without their admission and surveillance at the scene. 

“Hera, why don’t you apologize to them? Escalating this won’t benefit anyone.” 

Eugene’s homeroom teacher, Quincey, had previously dealt with Yana’s stubborness. He tried to persuade Hera Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

With the Ergol family’s wealth and the Everetts‘ bankruptcy, Quincey felt that Gino couldn’t win against them even if Eugene was at fault. 

“Then let’s handle it formally and call the police.” Hera calmly suggested 

“Sure, go ahead! We’re not afraid!” Yana retorted 

Quincey quickly intervened, “There’s no need to escalate this, calling the police won’t benefit anyone.” 

Herathen addressed Violet. 

“Ms. Woodwick, considering that Eugene has harmed my brother, indicating a potential for violence, shouldn’t the school prioritize student safety and possibly consider expulsion for such students? 

Violet paused for a moment, then nodded in understanding. 

“Yes,” she replied. 

“What? It was clearly your brother who struck first. He even used a stone to hit my son, causing the injury on his forehead! Yana exclaimed. 

Hera chuckled lightly. 

“Do you have any evidence to prove that 

myb brother struck first 

Dealing with such a bully required being even more ruthless and obstinate. 

You! 

Yana was momentarily silenced by Hera’s words. 

“And besides, the bump on your son’s head has no cuts. It’s just bruising, suggesting a flat impact, not from a stone,” Hera continued. 

“Nonsense! It was from your brother using a stone! Even the school doctor didn’t deny it. You don’t know what you’re talking about!” Yana argued cunningly. 

The school doctor muttered beside them, “I never said it was caused by a stone. That’s what you said!” 

Yana immediately shot a glare at the school doctor, who promptly fell silent. She was just an employee and didn’t dare to offend such an obnoxious outburst of wealth. “Would you like to see what a wound caused by a stone looks like? 

Hera spotted two lead balls beside the desk, went over, and picked one up, “Since there’s no stone, let’s use a lead ball instead to demonstrate,” she said. Then, she raised the lead ball in her hand, her gaze fixed on Eugene’s head.