Nephew Smashed a Porcelain Vase Worth $200000 in the Museum

Hale became more complacent.

"You are nosy. You drowned rat that no one wants!"

Seeing that I looked unhappy, my mother quickly asked me to go to the kitchen to help.

It didn't matter. They kept coddling him like that, and one day he would get into trouble.

After dinner, my mother took Hale downstairs to play.

After a while, they came back angrily.

It turned out that Hale saw his neighbor Kitty Howard's doll and wanted to snatch it from her.

Kitty refused to give it to him, so he pushed her down.

My mother watched him bullying Kitty and was completely indifferent. She was just chatting with others.

Then Kitty's father came.

He grabbed Hale by the collar and threw him to the ground.

Hale felt pain and immediately burst into tears.

Seeing that, my mother was angry and gonna scratch Kitty's father's face, but he dodged her.

"What are you doing? If anything happens to my grandson, I won't spare you."

Kitty's father was not to be outdone.

"Didn't you see that your grandson was bullying Kitty? He snatched her doll and pushed her down."

Kitty's father raised her little hand, and her palm was red. In contrast, Hale was so fat that he was not hurt at all after the fall.

My mother pointed at Kitty and cursed,

"Just a daughter, she is not worth protecting like this. Hale likes the doll, so what's the big deal about letting him play with it?"

"Shut up! No wonder Hale is so arrogant and domineering. He is just like you!"

Kitty's father raised his voice and clenched his fists, as if his fists would fall on my mother's face if my mother said one more word.

My mother stopped arguing and pulled Hale towards the house while muttering.

"Pah, just a doll. We don't care. Hale, I'll ask your aunt to buy you a better toy when we get home."

Hale turned around and made a face at Kitty, saying,

"Pah, girl!"

After hearing what my mother said, Ella was not angry. Instead, she smiled happily and hugged Hale and kissed him.

"You are worthy of being my son! I am afraid that your hands will be dirty with her doll."

Hale's face became even more smug.

Spoiling a child was like killing him. Looking at the ferocious expressions of the three people in front of me, I waited to see how much longer they could be happy.

Sure enough, within two days, I received a call from my mother.

Hale was in trouble again.

When I rushed to the hospital, I saw several policemen standing in the corridor. My mother was holding one of them and saying something in tears.

When my mother saw me coming, she snatched my bag away.

"Kelly, how much money do you have? Take it out quickly."

I held down my mother's hands as she was searching. Ella came up and pulled me.

"Kelly, you have to help us."

Chad stood aside with a dejected look on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

It was only after my mother's fragmentary explanation that I understood what had happened.

I originally thought that in my previous life, Hale killed me accidentally.

Unexpectedly, he had been a bad guy since childhood.

After my mother picked up Hale from kindergarten and went to the kitchen to cook, he was playing alone in the living room.

Not long after, my mother heard a commotion coming from downstairs.

She ran out and saw a group of people gathered downstairs, and she also wanted to know what happened.