After My Daughter Was Abused and Fell from a Building, I Took Revenge

At that moment, I rushed forward, kicked Layla away, and tightly held my daughter in my arms.

My daughter had been trembling all this time, but seeing me, she couldn't hold back her sobs and started crying uncontrollably.

"Mom... I'm so scared..."

"It's okay, Mommy's here."

I hugged her tightly, comforting her with all my heart.

At the same time, I felt incredibly relieved. Thank goodness...

Heaven gave me this chance, so I could still see my daughter again and protect her before anything worse happened.

I suddenly kicked Layla to the ground, catching her off guard. Her head hit the school's iron gate, and it took her a while to get up.

"You bitch! How dare you hit me..."

She gritted her teeth, her face full of rage, as if she was about to strike back.

I could feel my daughter's small body trembling, which showed just how terrified she had been moments before.

I shielded her behind me, not backing down at all as I faced Layla.

"Go ahead and try hitting me back.

"The cameras are watching. If you dare hurt me today, I have plenty of ways to make you pay until you're bankrupt."

Hearing the threat of losing money, Layla hesitated, forcing herself to back off, but she still spat out.

"No wonder you raised a little slut like her. I guess you're no better, huh?

"Your daughter gave my son a filthy disease. Tell me, how do you plan to settle this?"

Layla dragged her son over, pulling up his shirt to show the red marks on his skin to everyone around.

Those were bites from pubic lice.

"My daughter keeps herself very clean. Don't project your dirty thoughts onto her!"

I smirked coldly.

"Who knows, maybe you're the one who gave it to him...

"And now you want to blame my daughter for it?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Layla was furious.

I scoffed. "Is it nonsense? You know better than I do. If I'm not mistaken, you're a single mom...

"And from what I've heard, you've been quite friendly with several dads in our class."

As soon as I said that, a few of the fathers nearby started looking a bit uncomfortable.

Layla had been widowed years ago, and loneliness had gotten the better of her. Every time there was a parent-teacher meeting, she would chat up other students' dads...

"Don't you dare slander me! I'm completely innocent!"

Layla's face looked terrible, though she didn't seem guilty.

I smiled. "If you're so innocent, why don't you come with me to the hospital for a check-up?

"Let's see if it's really you who passed the pubic lice to your son, dragging my daughter into this mess!"

"Why should I..." Layla was not about to fall for it.

I raised my voice, cutting her off.

"If it turns out it wasn't you, I'll bow before you and apologize in public, and I'll compensate you and your son for everything.

"So, what do you say? Do you dare?"

I stared at Layla, challenging her.

I had shown enough sincerity. If she refused now, it would only make her look more guilty.

"If you have nothing to hide, this is a risk-free deal! Why not take it?"

"Exactly! Let's go to the hospital for a check-up right now. We'll go with you, just to make sure she doesn't weasel out of it!"

The other parents began to chime in, egging her on.

I watched as Layla's face grew paler and paler, a hint of amusement in my smile.

"Come on, it's such a great opportunity. You don't want to miss it, do you?"

"I-I don't have time for this..."

Just as Layla was about to storm off, a figure approached from a distance.

"What's going on here?"