The two bodyguards radiated an intimidating aura.
Their eyes gleamed with cold, sharp intensity, clearly seasoned by combat experience.
Seeing them surround Liam, the old woman grew more confident. She sneered at Liam and his family, "People like you, the dregs of society, dare ask me to apologize? My son is a Dixon..."
Before she could finish, a middle-aged man in a sharp suit came running over. Spotting the old lady, he smiled obsequiously, "Ah, Mrs. Dixon! What brings you here today?"
Mrs. Dixon glanced at Lincoln McCormick disdainfully and scoffed, "Principal McCormick, do you not screen your admissions? You let in any kind of trash. Looks like your kindergarten won't be around for much longer."
Lincoln's expression stiffened as he swallowed nervously. He turned to Alice, "You're
