Chapter 902 Are You Blind?!


    Meanwhile, Yulia waspletely oblivious to everything. She was immersed in her date with


    Kingsley but also had some lingering concerns about Hiry.


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    With every few bites, she would steal nces at Kingsley and surreptitiously check her phone.


    Her emotions swirled in a mix of happiness and unease.


    Once she had polished off her te, a full twenty minutes had slipped by.


    "Are you full?" Kingsley shed a warm smile her way. "If not, there''s always seconds."


    Yulia couldn''t help but pout. "I''m absolutely full. Do you think I have an endless appetite? Two


    servings would be a stretch."


    Kingsley took a deep breath and gathered his thoughts. "Since you''re full, there''s something I want


    to tell you."


    "What is it?" Yulia reached for a napkin to dab at her mouth. "Why the peculiar expression? What do


    you want to tell me?"


    "Actually, I am—"


    Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp voice suddenly echoed from outside the door. "What''s


    wrong with you, kid? Are you blind?!"


    Hearing that voice, Yulia changed her expression and eximed, "Oh no, it''s Hiry!"


    Meanwhile, at the entrance of Leonardo''s, an elderly man in his sixties was tugging a five or six-


    year-old boy and repeatedly bowing to Kendall as he apologized, "I''m sorry, I''m sorry. The child


    didn''t mean to bump into you. I sincerely apologize."


    Kendall frowned as he disdainfully brushed off an imaginary speck of dust from his clothes. He


    looked rather displeased.


    A moment ago, the little boy had just run past him, and his hand inadvertently brushed against


    Kendall''s fine suit. This had thoroughly irritated him.


    After all, the suit was a custom-made premium model from the Empire of Ioskain. How could an


    ordinary person dare to touch it?


    Furthermore, the boy was sweaty from running around and might get dirt on his hands.


    Given his status, Kendall couldn''t bring himself to argue with a kid, but Hiry had no qualms about


    it.


    She swiftly noticed Kendall''s discontent and scolded the little boy loudly.


    With tears in his eyes, the frightened little boy whispered, "I''m sorry, I didn''t mean to. Please don''t


    be angry..."


    "Didn''t mean to?" Hiry raised an eyebrow.


    "You clearly admired Mr. Lawson''s clothes and wanted to touch them! Kids like you, with no


    upbringing, are worse than dogs!"


    Hearing this, the old man immediately straightened up and reasonably argued, "Let''s keep it civil.


    My grandson made a mistake, and I apologize to you. But there''s no need for personal attacks!"


    While the old man didn''t want to offend someone of high status, he absolutely would not tolerate


    anyone insulting his grandson in such a way.


    "Keep it civil?" Hiry snorted. "For people like you, raising a child is no different from raising a dog!


    You can''t even provide proper education! This brat will grow up to be useless!"


    The old man''s face reddened with anger, and he pointed an usatory finger at Hiry. "Y-You''ve


    gone too far!"


    "The worst is yet toe!" Hiry first rolled her eyes at the old man and then turned to Kendall.


    "Mr. Lawson, what do you say? How should we deal with this brat?"


    Kendall had a disdainful expression on his face. He casually waved his hand and said, "Punish the


    hand that touched me. Let the kid learn a lesson."


    Hiry immediately adopted an ingratiating tone. "Mr. Lawson, your generosity knows no bounds! In


    my opinion, even chopping off this brat''s hand wouldn''t be too much!"


    With those words, she seized the child''s clothes cor and delivered a harsh p to his right hand.


    In an instant, the little boy''s hand turned red.


    Upon seeing his grandson''s mistreatment, the old man became increasingly agitated. "How dare


    you hit him?"