Chapter 85 Not a Small Matter
Chapter 85 Not a Small Matter
Chapter 85 Not a Small Matter
Everything happened too suddenly. When the bullet hit Lilian's face, she didn't make a sound, and everyone thought the child was just playing around.
"Lilian!" Francis naturally saw it and immediately supported Lilian.
Lilian's eyes were in pain and she almost couldn't stand steady.
It wasn't until Francis shouted that everyone turned their heads and belatedly realized that Oscar had hit Lilian.
Angelica pulled Oscar into her arms and scolded him pretending to be angry, "You brat! Stop fooling around."
Oscar didn't listen and struggled to shoot Lilian again, but his father stopped him in time.
"No more nonsense, give me the toy." Mike held onto the toy gun and tried to take it away, but Oscar tightly held onto it and refused to let go.
"This is mine!"
Francis pulled Lilian's hand apart and checked her eyes. Fortunately, it only hit the corner of her eye, but her whole eye was red.
He turned his head to look at Oscar, and Oscar was frightened by his cold gaze and forgot to react.
Angelica quickly tried to smooth things over and pretended to be caring as she went forward and checked Lilian's eyes. Then she said, "It looks fine. It's just a toy gun, so it shouldn't hurt."
Lilian's eye was incredibly red, and the part where she was hit was slightly bruised.
Francis glanced at Angelica and asked, "Angelica, how do you know it doesn't hurt?"
"It's just a small plastic bullet. How painful can it be? Frank, I know you care about Lilian, but do you really have to argue with a child?"
"Then should I argue with you?" Francis's eyes carried a hint of mockery. "So, as the parent, how do you plan to resolve this?"
Angelica choked. She suppressed her anger and said, "It's just a toy gun. Do you really have to..."
"Yes." Francis ruthlessly interrupted her.
"You..." Angelica couldn't do anything about him, so she turned to seek help from Everett. "Dad, we finally came back. How could Frank target us like this?"
"If you didn't want to see us, you wouldn't have called us back. This is not a meal. It's just being treated unfairly. In the end, we're still outsiders, and anyone can bully us."
Rosalie became unhappy and took over the conversation. "Angelica, what you said is not right. If we treated you as outsiders, we wouldn't have called you back. You can be angry, but don't lump everyone together. When have I ever bullied you?"
"Enough! Are you not done causing a scene?" Everett also got mad. He sternly said, "You make such a fuss over such a small matter. Have you had enough? I called you back for a meal, but now it's my fault!"
As soon as Everett spoke, both of them fell silent.
But he didn't mention anything about Lilian being hit. In the end, it was because he didn't care about Lilian, and it didn't matter.
Everett continued, "I'll ask you. Are you going to eat here or not?"
Lilian lowered her head and stood there quietly, her eyelids burning hot. The plastic bullet didn't really hurt, but it depended on where it hit.
The pain wasn't really hurtful, but it was the feeling of being isolated and ignored by everyone that hurt the most.
Francis said, "Is there still a need to have this meal?"
Everett coldly looked at him. "What did you say?" Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
Francis calmly met his gaze and repeated word for word, "I said there was no need to continue with this meal. Do you think we can sit at the table peacefully in the current atmosphere?"
Francis's words made sense. At this moment, almost everyone had grudges in their hearts, so it would be difficult to eat in peace.
At this moment, Mike stepped forward and tried to mediate. "It's just a small misunderstanding. We're family, so don't let a small matter ruin our relationship."
"A small matter?"
Mike's mouth twitched. "Then what do you think?"
Francis stared at him for a while and suddenly laughed. "It seems like I made a big fuss over nothing."
"I didn't mean that..."