My Father is Charlie


    Chapter 98 My Father is Charlie


    Despite having prepared himself, Mr. Mason was still hesitant to speak upon catching sight of that


    dark figure.


    Although Mr. rk didn''t disclose his rtionship with Charlotte, bing her guardian most likely


    indicated a family connection. When Waylon brought her here, he specifically instructed them to


    take good care of her. Now that Charlotte had been taken to the infirmary, Mr. Mason could already


    anticipate Nelson''s wrath.


    He nced at Waylon, who nodded in response, and then he greeted, "Mr. rk..."


    Dawson, who was originally filled with curiosity, had just entered the infirmary when he heard those


    two words. He stood frozen in ce, and his mouth remained open.


    Mr. Mason, however, paid no attention to him. Instead, he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and


    asked, "Mr. rk... How is Ms. Lopez?"


    Nelson reached out to touch Charlotte''s forehead, which remained icy, but at least she had stopped


    sweating and her body temperature was slowly recovering.


    The infirmary was filled withplete silence, and one could even hear a pin drop.


    Several school administrators had sweat beads the size of beans rolling down their foreheads. They


    eagerly desire to kneel before this terrifying figure and ask how to resolve the matter to please the


    big shot.


    Nelson embraced Charlotte, allowing her to rest against him. Sensing the familiar scent, Charlotte


    obediently snuggled in. At the same time, her tiny hand firmly grasped his clothes.


    Nelson''s burning anger was slightly quelled. He finally turned his head to nce at Mr. Mason and


    calmly said, "I heard that it was one of your school''s physical education teachers who wanted to


    trouble my little one."


    Mr. Mason''s heart skipped a beat. He couldn''t help but think that they indeed have a close


    rtionship. Thus, he hastily pushed Dawson forward and said, "This is the physical education


    teacher, Dawson..."


    Dawson no longer disyed aposed demeanor. He was dumbfounded upon hearing the words


    "Mr. rk." He didn''t even have the courage to lift his head and immediately knelt on the ground,


    saying, "M-Mr. rk..."


    Waylon pondered for a moment. "Dawson? The youngest son of Charlie, right?"


    Dawson quickly responded, "Y-Yes... My father is..."


    Waylon chuckled lightly. "I''ve heard about Charlie''s youngest son working at Srnya High School,


    but I didn''t expect to see him today."


    Although there was no hint of mockery in his words, Dawson''s face turned pale in an instant.


    Everyone knew he was not academically or athletically capable and only managed to be a


    physical education teacher at Srnya High School solely through connections. Waylon''s words


    were clearly aimed at his vulnerable spot.


    Without further ado, Waylon continued, "Mr. rk arrived in a hurry and doesn''t know what''s going


    on. Mr. Maddox, would you shed some light on the matter?"


    Dawson felt a sense of relief. He thought that Nelson was giving him a chance because of his


    father. He knew that Charlotte was just an illegitimate daughter and wasn''t of much importance. He


    then hurriedly exined, "Because the students were generally cking off during physical


    education ss, I made the boys run tenps and the girls run fiveps. Charlotte didn''t inform me


    beforehand that she wasn''t feeling well. If I had known in advance, I wouldn''t have done so, right?"


    Waylon let out a chuckle.


    Maverick couldn''t hold back anymore and said, "Mr. Maddox, my students witnessed everything.


    From the very beginning, Charlotte already exined her medical history to you in detail, but you


    threatened her with calling her parents if she didn''t run. She had no choice but toply. Later,


    when she couldn''t continue anymore, Eloise apanied her to approach you, but you coldly


    mocked her, using her of faking it and demanding that sheplete the run! Otherwise, how


    could Charlotte end up like this?"


    With a noble academic background, Maverick had been in the education field for several decades,


    and her upbringing revolved around the teachings of sages. Although she didn''t im to be


    superior, she genuinely cared for her students. Seeing Charlotte in such a lifeless state, her heart


    ached. At that moment, she disregarded everything else and coldly remarked, "Mr. Maddox, it''s


    obvious that you''re intentionally trying to give her a hard time!"


    Dawson was on the verge of being driven to anger by Maverick, and he couldn''t help but curse her


    inwardly. He eximed in frustration, "I have no grudges against her. Why would I want to give her


    a hard time?"


    Maverick was at a loss for words upon hearing that.


    She thought to herself, "Indeed. Dawson didn''t even know Charlotte before, so why would he target


    her?"


    Dawson''s handsome face twisted into a slight grimace as he red at Maverick. "Say something!"


    Maverick couldn''te up with any exnation. She could only grit her teeth and remain silent.


    Mr. Mason nced at Dawson and was utterly speechless. He felt that thetter was incredibly


    ignorant and beyond saving!


    Waylon said in a gentle voice, "That''s right. Why would he do so?"


    Dawson quickly responded, "I really didn''t mean it! I''ll apologize to Charlotte once she wakes up..."


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    Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a mockingugh. "There''s no need for that."


    The man''s eyes were as cold as an ancient frozen pool, exuding a strong sense of oppression. His


    gaze seemed to solidify into tangible des, slicing away everyyer of flesh from a person. "Since


    you don''t know why, then find out the reason."


    Waylon nodded. "Mr. rk, you''re right."


    He reached behind his waist and pulled out a shiny, ck handgun. After that, he disregarded the


    fearful stares of the people in the room, calmly released the safetytch, crouched down slightly,


    and positioned the barrel against Dawson''s forehead. "Mr. Maddox, I''m toozy to investigate the


    reason. Would you be willing to tell me directly?"


    Dawson trembled uncontrobly. Sweat poured down his forehead as if someone had doused him


    with a bucket of water and swiftly drenched his vest.


    His widened eyes reflected sheer terror. He swallowed unconsciously, almost on the verge of losing


    control from the fright. He stammered, "M-My father... M-My father is..."


    Mr. Mason was infuriated. "What''s the point of bringing up your father at this point?! Your father is


    useless!"


    Dawson gritted his teeth. He finally realized that in front of Waylon, he was just as insignificant as


    he had once regarded Charlotte, like a mere ant that could be easily crushed. No, perhaps to


    Waylon and Mr. rk, he didn''t even measure up to an ant.


    Dawson broke down and said, "I''ll tell you! I''ll tell you... It was Daphne! It was her! She approached


    me before ss today and said that if I did her a favor, she would sleep with me tonight. I was


    blinded and agreed. Mr. rk... Mr. rk, I was truly blinded..."


    "Daphne." Nelson spoke the name slowly. His voice was indifferent, yet it made one think of the


    surging hostility on an ancient battlefield. "Bring the person here."


    Daphne couldn''t contain her smile upon hearing that Charlotte had fainted and was taken to the


    infirmary. She opened her book and casually asked her desk mate, "Hey, do you think that Charlotte


    will die from her illness?"


    Her desk mate responded, "How would I know? But she''s really unlucky. I don''t know what she did


    to offend Mr. Maddox."