Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 136

"It's been ten days. I think you have some useful information for us now."

In the parent-teacher conference, Bright was frowning angrily, tapping his foot restlessly on the floor. He came with me as Jane's father, not giving a damn about society's rules. He justified his actions briefly before this meeting.

"I know that I am just your fiancé with no legal relationship with your daughter, but Jane considers me her dad.I will definitely go for her!"

I could see the discomfort and several sharp queries etched on the school staff's faces. They weren't fans of Bright's presence here. But he ignored everyone's judging gazes and concentrated on the pressing issues.

"Jane has told us that the recess supervisor, Mrs. Grant, won't stop other kids from snatching her lunch. And when she complained about a kid who pushed her, she reprimanded her, not the bully.

What would you like to say about your competent staff's behavior?"

Bright initiated with the teacher's discrimination, this was far more upsetting than the student's torments. The teachers were supposed to teach the children about good or bad, not tyrannize them.

The all calm and composed principal, glaring contemptuously until now, looked flustered; it was clear that he didn't condemn his staff's behavior earlier.

"W-We have a no-tolerance policy for bullying, Sir!"

The owner and principal of the school, Mr. Rupert, picked a glass of water to moisten his dry throat, taking a moment to gather his thoughts. His toad-like protruding eyes were darkened with fear as he said,

"It's great that Jane spoke up about her difficulties. That's so brave of her."

His buttering didn't work in the current tense situation as Bright leaned forward and clasped his hand on the table. He stared hard at him,

"Yes, my princess is brave, Mr. Rupert. She isn't like other victims who suffer in silence for the whole time.

So, tell me, how are you going to punish that recess supervisor?"

His query was responded to by a complete set of assurances, Mr. Rupert ordered his secretary to take strict action against her.

"Mrs. Grant will face suspension and inquiry, but firstly, she has to apologize to Jane's parents."

As teachers were at school because of the meeting, Mrs. Grant was called to the conference room. That middle-aged woman with stiff expressions wasn't ready to accept her mistake.

"How can you say that I mistreated Jane? I pity that girl, but all misfortune befell on her due to her mother."

Her steadfast tone sounded inflexible as she blamed me harshly,

"Miss Laura cheated on her husband by faking her death and using a god forbidden sperm donor to bear a child.

Now, the truth is out, what else does she expect from others?

Should we celebrate her presumptuous conduct and make her a role model for the younger generation, glorifying her absurd choices?"

In short, she used plenty of reasons to justify her actions. Soon, I was left with no more patience for that entitled woman.

"Enough, Mrs. Grant!

My little girl, Jane, was relentlessly bullied by a group of her classmates. A boy taller than her threw her on the ground and scoffed.

"My mom says you have bad blood. Kids like you are against the rules of nature."

Jane informed me that her classmates called her a bastard and all that but witnessing my baby's pain in person quivered my heart in my chest. A girl with two braids laughed at her.

"Your dad doesn't even want you, Jane. He fought for Zoe's custody in the court, but didn't show any concern for co-parenting for you.

You are an unwanted loser. Nobody wants you!"

That pure hatred burned my soul, making me realize that the angel-like kids could be spiteful, old mamas. They taunted my girl to such an extent that she couldn't help but cry in a corner.

My chest felt heavy after that video, but this was only the first one. Miss Alicia played another recording.

"We have something else to show you, Miss Laura. Please watch closely!"

The scene resumed from the point where Jane was crying alone in an empty classroom, a familiar figure appeared on the screen beside her.

"Please stop crying, Jane!"

The biggest advantage that I had enjoyed throughout my life benefited my Jane as well. Zoe, her brother, came to comfort her. He patted her head.

"There, there, Jane. Everything will be fine!"