My kid’s robot got a high-voltage stun device—I went crazy.

Isabella raised her high heels and pressed them hard on the back of her son's hand.

"How dare you quibble!"

"You little bitch almost stole my son's championship. Electrocuting you to death is too light a punishment!"

"Ah——!" Her son wailed in pain, but she turned to Aaron and said:

"My dear son, take this video so that everyone can see it. This is what happens to thieves!"

I pushed her away with bloodshot eyes, "My son is not a thief! Get out of here! I want to send him to the hospital!"

"If anything goes wrong with him, I'll make you pay with your lives!"

Isabella sneered and slapped me in the face.

"Want to leave? Unless you and your son grovel in public apology, he will die here!"

"Everyone come and take a look! What a genius student! He is obviously a thief, ugh!"

The judges of the competition and the crowd who were watching the fun gathered around.

I was furious and accused them of intentional murder, but Isabella sneered.

"Where's the evidence? This little bastard clearly deserves it!"

Everyone advised me.

"You better give in and admit your mistake! Mr. Blackwood is the biggest sponsor of this competition, we can't afford to offend him!"

Mr. Blackwood? I laughed so hard that tears came out.

Ethan, if I don't crush you two bastards to ashes today, I, Chloe Sterling, will be unworthy of being called the Iron Queen of Finance!

I took out my cell phone to make a call, and Isabella picked up the trophy next to her and smashed it on my head.

"Damn bitch, you don't understand what I'm saying, do you?"

“Kneel down!”

With a bang, my eyes went dark and a hot stream flowed down my cheeks from my forehead.

As blood dripped onto his son's charred face, he struggled and cried.

"Don't hit my mom!"

Isabella ordered the bodyguards behind her to force me to my knees.

"Bitch, it's no use calling anyone!"

She crushed my phone with her high heels.

"Kowtow and apologize to my son right now, otherwise, I can't guarantee that this little bastard can hold on until he can get to the hospital!"

After saying that, she kicked the remains of her son's robot hard.

"Boom!" The robot shattered and collapsed instantly, smashing towards his son's head.

Countless fragments scratched his cheeks and body. His son curled up on the ground in pain but couldn't cry out.

I turned my head and found that his lips were pale and his charred hands were twisted in a weird posture. His bones were broken by that bitch!

"I told you before, if anything happens to my son, I will make you and your son pay with your lives!"

I roared with anger, but I couldn't break free from the bodyguard's grip.

"Are you all dead?! If anything happens to my son, you are all accomplices!"

The judges and onlookers of the competition looked ashamed.

"Ms. Blackwood, why don't we let them go to the hospital first? After all, it's a life..."

"Shut up!" Isabella snapped, interrupting their pleas.

"Whoever says more will be kicked off the Blackwood family's sponsorship list immediately!"

Everyone fell silent immediately, and she suddenly grabbed my hair and forced me to look up.

"See? This is power!"

"Today I will let you see what happens if you offend me!"

She pulled my hair and slammed me to the ground.

Blood mixed with cold sweat blurred my eyes.

At this moment, I regretted not listening to my subordinates and asking them to come together.

"Don't hit my mother..."

Noah struggled to crawl over, his burnt hands leaving shocking trails of blood on the ground.

"I stole the robot... Please let my mother go..."

Isabella laughed triumphantly, "Did you hear that? The little bastard admitted it himself!"