Chapter 88: Chapter 88: Watch Your Mouth
Bella Young, noticing something was off, drastically changed her expression, ran over, and used her body to shield Ian Keane’s small fist, tightly embracing Franklin Young in her arms.
Bella winced in pain, holding Franklin as she retreated a few steps to maintain a safe distance from Ian Keane.
She burst out at Ivana Monroe, "Are you blind? Didn’t you see your son hitting people? If that punch had landed on my son’s face, you wouldn’t be able to compensate even if you went bankrupt."
Franklin Young remained unusually quiet in Bella’s arms, seemingly shocked and still dazed from the scare.
"Mommy, Mommy, she’s so excessive! Clearly her son made the first move, pushing the little brother and hitting the little brother’s mommy, and also hitting the staff. She doesn’t scold her own son but instead scolds the little brother’s mommy."
Little Lolita was very angry.
Both Lolita’s mom and Little Lolita felt that Bella Young was out of line. Truly, what kind of parent raises such a bratty child, without any manners, yet has the nerve to criticize others?
Truly, a tree without its bark dies, but a person without shame is invincible.
The brat’s mom is unbeatable.
"Is that so?" Ivana Monroe pulled Ian Keane into her arms. He was just a six-year-old child, with strength far less than an adult, rushing up to Bella Young would be a disadvantage.
She sneered at Bella Young, "I thought you were blind long ago, not seeing your son’s overbearing behavior. I give the same words back to you: every child is their parent’s treasure. Don’t think you can solve every trouble your child causes outside with money."
Franklin Young hits people, Bella Young plays dumb, pretends not to see. When Franklin Young almost gets hit, Bella jumps and says those snobbish words, nothing but relying on family wealth.
But money, it can elevate a person high and can also make them fall hard.
Just like last night at Wellbright Kindergarten, Franklin Young got beaten by another little kid, which is the best proof.
Ivana Monroe doesn’t want to criticize Franklin Young, an unfriendly six-year-old child, because this is all the result of adults failing to teach properly.
"My son is overbearing? It’s laughable. Why isn’t my son overbearing to others, just targeting you? Because you are too shameless. Not a VIP guest, but still have the nerve to hang around here wanting to ride the hot air balloon? I tell you, today you and your son will never get a turn. I bought this hot air balloon."
Only those without money would utter such low-level things like money can’t solve everything.
Today she will let Ivana Monroe and her kid know that without money, they can only behave meekly with their tails between their legs.
The queued tourists all pointed and discussed Bella Young, feeling that this woman with a bit of stink money was really too much, but no one dared to stand up and loudly support Ivana Monroe and her son.
To be able to hold a VIP card for the largest amusement park in Ravenswood, this woman’s family background is not ordinary, they ordinary folks couldn’t afford to offend.
They could only secretly lament the unfair world, looking at Ivana Monroe and her son with sympathetic eyes.
"If you want to leave now, you must bow and apologize to my son. You and your brat must do that because you scared my Franklin."
Bella Young saw Ivana Monroe not saying a word, so she made an even more outrageous demand.
"Auntie, you’re way out of line. Does being a VIP guest make you awesome? Haven’t you learned first come, first served from teachers?" Little Lolita couldn’t help but run to Ian Keane’s side, the girl’s innocent sweet voice directly striking the soul.
An adult being called auntie by a few-year-old child and being told off was utterly embarrassing.
The front-row tourists saw it and nodded approvingly, now the child was more sensible than Bella Young, this uncultured shrew, why not find a hole to hide in to save face here.
Lolita’s mom nervously ran to Little Lolita’s side, eyeing Bella Young like a thief, afraid Bella would bully her little princess.
"You damned child, what are you? Coming over to lecture me?" Bella Young glared fiercely at Little Lolita, feeling like tearing the little girl’s mouth.
She hated these meddling, ill-mannered little girls the most.
Lolita’s mom sheltered Little Lolita in her arms, hearing Bella Young curse her precious little princess as a "damned child," she was brimming with fury. Her little princess, held dearly at home, was cursed by this vicious woman?
"Watch your mouth."
"Don’t like what you hear? Then you should teach your daughter not to meddle. I’m being light with my words; if she encounters a temperamental man, with your daughter’s foul mouth, she will definitely get slapped..."
Lolita’s mom couldn’t bear it any longer and charged forward, raising her hand, she slapped Bella Young hard across the face.
"You’re hitting my mom... I’m going to kill you..."
Except for being afraid of Ian Keane, Franklin Young feared no one, raised his fist, and started pounding indiscriminately at Lolita’s mom’s stomach.
"Mommy..."
Little Lolita saw Lolita’s mom being pounded by Franklin Young’s fists, her eyes turned red with rage, large tears rolling down her rosy cheeks, struggling in Ivana Monroe’s arms to help Lolita’s mom.
Lolita’s mom, being an adult, couldn’t really hit a six-year-old like Franklin, she tried to stop him several times, but it was to no avail as Franklin went berserk hitting her.
That little chubby Franklin had quite a force in his fists, hitting hurt a lot.
Lolita’s mom got punched a few times in the stomach, tears of pain gathered at the corners of her eyes.
At this moment.
Ian Keane released Ivana Monroe’s hand, coldly stepped forward, and punched Franklin Young in the face, then kicked him once, all in one swift motion, knocking Franklin to the ground instantly.
"Ah~ don’t hit me... don’t hit me..."
On the ground, Franklin Young curled up into a ball, looking entirely different from when he was hitting Lolita’s mom, waving his hands frantically in the air, seemingly very afraid of getting thrashed by Ian.
"Franklin..." Bella Young went to embrace the fallen Franklin, got hit several times by Franklin’s frantic motions, she frowned deeply in pain, picked up Franklin, seeing her sobbing child with a bloody nose, her heart ached terribly.
Bella Young pinched Franklin’s bleeding nose, her eyes reddened, glaring viciously at Lolita’s mom and Ian Keane, threatening, "Dare to hit me and my child? I’ll tell you, you’re done for, I won’t ever let you go."
Lolita’s mom gratefully glanced at Ian Keane, facing Bella Young’s threat, she reached out to pull Ian into her embrace, but the little boy seemed to dislike her touch, dodging away.
Lolita’s mom retracted her hand, telling Ian Keane, "Don’t be afraid of her, Auntie has your back."