Chapter 675 He Has a Daughter!

Ivy and Sophia fought, frightening the other kindergarten children. Sophia's attack was merciless and cruel, fueled by a long-standing jealousy of Ivy's prettier face. Sophia's long nails purposely scratched Ivy's face. Although small and delicate, Ivy fought back. Seeing Sophia about to scratch her again, Ivy dodged and grabbed Sophia's hair. Sophia struggled, tripped, and hit her forehead on a table corner.

Sophia was injured; a cut on her forehead bled profusely. "Ah!" Sophia cried, terrified.

School was ending. Sophia's mother arrived, rushing to her crying daughter. "Sophia, what's wrong? Why are you bleeding?" she asked, worriedly hugging her.

"Mom, Ivy hit me!" Sophia exclaimed.

Sophia's mother glared at Ivy. Ivy's beauty far surpassed her daughter's, a fact that, coupled with her husband's infatuation with Ivy's mother, ignited her anger. "Ivy, why did you hit my daughter?" she demanded.

Ivy, remarkably calm, responded, "Sophia's mother, Sophia hit me first. I didn't hurt her forehead; she did that herself."

"You lied! You pushed me!" Sophia insisted.

Sophia's mother believed her daughter. Taking advantage of Ivy's mother's absence, she angrily pushed Ivy to the ground. Ivy's small palm was scratched, bleeding brightly. Though hurt, Ivy didn't cry.

Ivy rose, her clear eyes coldly assessing Sophia and her mother. Sophia's mother, witnessing Ivy's unexpected courage, paled. "A young child like you, beating people, lying, uncivilized! Is that what your mother taught you?" she raged.

"I think your mother doesn't have time to teach you," Ivy retorted. "She's always with men. You hurt my daughter; apologize!"

Unaware of Ivy's family's status, Sophia's mother, feeling emboldened by her perceived advantage, unleashed her fury. "Apologize! Or I'll get you expelled from this kindergarten!" she screamed. This was a prestigious Greenland kindergarten with limited enrollment.

Ivy, a cold smile playing on her lips, responded powerfully. "Sophia's mother, your daughter is the one who hit and lied. Instead of lecturing me, focus on your own daughter's education. It's embarrassing, considering your lack of maternal guidance!"

Sophia's mother was shocked by Ivy's sharp tongue. "You!" she sputtered.

"And I won't apologize," Ivy continued, "I demand you apologize to my mother! Otherwise, face the consequences!"

Sophia and her mother were momentarily speechless.

Aunt Cora, Ivy's nanny from Visionary, arrived. "Young lady, what's wrong?" she asked, protectively placing Ivy behind her. Addressing Sophia's mother, Cora stated, "Madam, what happened? Our young lady is always polite. Your daughter provoked her."

Sophia's mother, already angry, became furious at Cora's intervention. "Young lady? No father, hussy mother!" she sneered.

"The hussy is you! Your daughter has a mother who clearly isn't parenting!" Ivy retorted, fiercely defending her mother.

Enraged, Sophia's mother threatened, "My husband is friends with the principal. I'll have you expelled!" She produced her phone.

A deep voice cut through the tension. "Who will be expelled?"

Elvis arrived, his imposing presence silencing the onlookers. His elegant, aristocratic bearing commanded attention.

Ivy's eyes lit up upon seeing him. "Handsome uncle!" she exclaimed, running to him. "Hi handsome uncle, do you know me?"

He did. This was the second time he'd seen Ivy, and the resemblance to her mother was striking. He longed for a daughter, and Ivy fulfilled that longing. She even remembered him.

Seeing Ivy's injured hand, Elvis's lips tightened. "Ivy, why are you hurt? Who did this?"