Upon hearing that there were more opportunities to cooperate with the Jones Corporation, Director Drago’s eyes immediately lit up.
If he could curry favour with Adam Jones, he would seize the opportunity that others could only dream of, without a moment’s hesitation.
Upon hearing Adam’s words, the faces of William’s parents immediately turned extremely ugly.
Having humbled themselves to this extent, Adam still refused to give them any face.
If that was the case, why were they still shamelessly trying to please him?
Especially William’s mother—her son had been injured by Adam’s child, which was already unbearable for her. Had she not known that he was Adam’s son, they wouldn’t have dared to provoke him, and they would have given him a piece of their mind first thing in the morning.
"Mr. Jones, we were just joking around, don’t you think you’re going too far? Our son was hit by your son, and we didn’t even hold it against him..."
"So you’re saying he shouldn’t have been hit?"
Adam looked at William’s father with a cold smirk, "Haven’t you heard the saying ’A father is to blame for his child’s faults,’ sir?"
Seeing the disdain in Adam’s eyes, and the way he protectively stood by his wife and child as if provoked, William’s mother, overcome by irritation, charged forward and said:
"Just because your wife has a face like a Fox Spirit doesn’t mean we should be blamed for mistaking her as one. Besides, you’ve never been to the kindergarten before—it’s understandable that we would have such thoughts."
William’s father hadn’t expected his wife to be so foolish as to utter such words, and he couldn’t help but slap her hard across the face.
It didn’t matter whether she was Adam Jones’ wife or just an ordinary person, being called a Fox Spirit to her face was intolerable.
He was already worried about how to deal with Adam, and this worthless woman had just cut off his retreat with her destructive actions.
He watched as the last traces of a smile disappeared from Adam’s lips, his face turning into an icy, ominous expression.
From the submissive manner he showed toward his wife at the kindergarten gate, it was clear that he treasured her as dearly as one would their own eyes, and yet this foolish woman had dared to call his wife a Fox Spirit to his face.
Suddenly, Adam began to laugh, yet his gaze was terrifyingly cold.
He had no interest in wasting his breath on an utterly foolish woman, and instead turned to William’s father, "What? Do I need to bring my marriage certificate and show it to irrelevant strangers like you to prove my marriage to my wife?"
"No... no, Mr. Jones, please calm down, my wife... she has mental issues..."
Adam couldn’t be bothered to listen to his explanations any longer and turned to walk out. Passing by the pale-faced Miss Davis, who was already shaken, he gave her a cold glance but said nothing and walked straight out.
Today, all the parents had come to attend the family sports day at the kindergarten, and Adam’s sudden appearance caused quite a stir in the area.
Although nobody knew what had transpired, it seemed related to the children fighting.
No one knew what had been said in the reception room, but soon after Adam left the room, William and his parents left the kindergarten with their tails between their legs.
No one mentioned the recent incident again. No one was interested in William’s parents’ affairs; instead, they were solely focused on seizing this rare opportunity to strike up a conversation with Adam, a man as distinguished as an emperor, who, even when within reach, seemed utterly unapproachable.