I Owe the Tyrant Four Little Heirs novel Chapter 191

“Didn’t I tell you yesterday not to hit people?”

“He was calling us names!” Keir shouted back. “Why shouldn’t I hit him? I’m gonna hit him! I’m gonna beat him up!”

Once Keir’s temper flared, there was no holding him back; he was like a charging little bull.

“Keir, if you keep this up, Mommy is going to be truly angry! Mommy won’t want you anymore!”

Niamh was at her wit’s end, resorting to an empty threat. She had no idea where he got that terrible temper from.

That finally made Keir pause, but not before he lashed out with a short leg, kicking in Haley’s direction.

Jareth’s expression grew darker by the second, his eyes deepening into what felt like a bottomless abyss.

“Damn it,” he thought. “My son is being bullied.”

He would never stand by and watch his children get picked on. But his opponent was just a child, and he couldn’t very well get physical.

Instead, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. “Hello, Principal Yates…?”

Just then, a woman with long, curly hair rushed over and scooped the fallen Haley into her arms. She glared at Niamh. “Niamh, don’t think you can throw your weight around just because you’ve latched onto some rich, powerful man! This isn’t the first time your son has hit mine! Is this how you raise your children?”

Niamh was furious that the woman had turned the tables on her. She was the one who had encouraged her son to insult Niamh’s children in the first place.

Niamh froze, unsure how to react. She never imagined the woman would bring up what happened five years ago.

Seeing Niamh speechless, the woman thought she had her cornered. Ever since her husband was taken away the day before, she had been cursing Niamh’s name. Running into her this morning felt like a twisted stroke of luck.

Niamh’s mind was in turmoil. Besides the Humes and the Lynns, no one else knew about that night. How could this woman possibly know? Was someone spreading rumors around the community? And why? To drive her out? Who could be so cruel? She had been in Cliffhaven for less than a month, and someone was already trying to force her out.

Two names immediately came to mind: Rhoslyn and Ffion.

They were the only two people in the world who would wish her ill. Now that her father had divorced Ffion, they were surely blaming her for everything.

A loud smack shattered Niamh’s thoughts.