BuzzNovelOn the other side of things, Cole had already wrapped up his business and was waiting downstairs.
When he spotted Alessia walking out with the two kids, he immediately opened the back door of the car. Once all
three were settled inside, he started the engine and pulled away from the curb.
“How did things go on your end?” he asked.
“Nothing too serious. He just needs stto heal.”
“Sprains and fractures take a long tto mend,” Cole remarked, echoing the old saying.
Alessia nodded. “How did things turn out with yours?”
At the mention of it, Cole let out a short, exasperated laugh.
“Both principals made Tammie and his parents apologize to York. After that, Tammie’s supposed to return to
school and face disciplinary action. But the only thing he cared about was his competition results. The moment
he heard they were being revoked, he threw a fit right there in the office-shouting, kicking, making a scene loud
enough to give anyone
a headache.”
He sounded a little aggrieved as he recounted it.
Alessia smiled, reaching over to gently pinch his earlobe. The small gesture made Cole grin despite himself.
“So, what happened next?”
“Hamilton Quincy showed up, insisting that they could pay compensation, but that under no circumstances
would his grandson’s competition score be canceled.”
It was obvious where Tammie had learned his sense of entitlement.
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“That old man would be better off as a street magician, the way he spins tales with a straight face. He's much
better at that than he ever was at
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business or painting. Even though everyone saw Tammie push York, Hamilton claimed it was just an accident and
even tried to turn it around-accusing York of framing his precious grandson. He refused to accept the result.”
Alessia let out a sharp, incredulous laugh, a hard glimmer in her eyes.
“But don’t worry—the results were annulled, the apology is still on the table, and the school promised to keep
following up. If there’s any news, they'll call Max. There's nothing for you to worry about.”
Cole ruffled Alessia’s hair gently. He didn’t bother to go into all the ugly details-just summarized the outcome.
There was no way he would let anyone Alessia cared about be mistreated, not if he could help it.
Recalling Tammie’s shrieking tantrum and Hamilton's shameless favoritism, Cole couldn't help but feel
disgusted. One used his youth as an excuse to get away with anything, the other leaned on his age and
reputation to bully others, even demanding the victim apologize. At this rate, it seemed the Quincy family’s reign
was just about over.
They chatted idly as the car rolled on, while in the backseat, Ivan stared out the window, lost in thought.
“Ivan.”
Zane called his name, but Ivan didn’t answer, too absorbed in his own world. Zane tugged his sleeve insistently.
“What is it, Zane?”
“Ivan, do you think your parents will let you go over to York’s house?” Zane clearly thought “looking after York”
just meant hanging out with him.
“I'm not going over to play. I'm there to help take care of him,” Ivan said earnestly, determined to sound
responsible in front of his friend.
“Then after school, let's go together.
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Te up. That shuld work, right?”
Zane pouted—after all, they were a
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trio, and he wanted in, too.
“I'll ask York later. It’s his house, so it’s his call.”
“He’ll probably say no. I'll just show up anyway,” Zane said, a knowing grin on his face; he was well acquainted
with York's quirks.
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They didn’t linger; after dropping Zane off, Alessia took Ivan hand filled Karen in on what happened.
“As long as he's alright,” Karen said,
her brow furrowed with concern.
“Sill, ic a
IdoK at PR ater. Kids" ankle injuries
can be tricky—if you're not careful,
there can be long—term problems.”
“That's what | was thinking, too. Once York's rested up, I'll take him to the clinic for a follow-up.”
“He lives alone, doesn’t he? Why not have him stay with us for a while? We've got that extra room for him
anyway-he may as well use it.”
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