But Isabel never expected that the child who had fought with Amanda’s son was Oliver.
Oliver didn't expect to see her either, and a flicker of pleasant surprise crossed his face.
But he quickly masked it with defiance, telling his teacher, Miss Turner, “Didn’t I tell you to call my dad?”
Miss Turner had assumed Isabel was busy. The last time she saw them together, the mother-son relationship seemed tense.
And lately, it had been Adrian and a gentle, elegant woman who had been dropping Oliver off.
She knew better than to pry into the affairs of the wealthy.
So when Oliver asked her to call his dad, she had called Adrian.
She never thought Isabel would be the one to show up.
“Oliver’s mother...”
Isabel heard Oliver’s comment. She explained calmly to the teacher, “I’m here on behalf of Leo’s mother to see what happened.”
Miss Turner was stunned.
Oliver hadn’t expected that either. A surge of anger washed over him, and he charged at Isabel.
Isabel stumbled back from the impact, and as she twisted to protect her right hand, she lost her balance.
Dylan caught her.
He had to avoid her right side, which made it awkward to grab her left arm, so he ended up steadying her by her back.
At that moment, a man and a woman entered.
The man was tall and imposing in a custom-tailored black suit. The woman wore a camel-colored coat, her long hair draped over her shoulders. They looked perfectly matched.
From their perspective, it looked as if Dylan was embracing Isabel.

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