Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love
Chapter 1426 - 1423: I Was Wrong, I Shouldn’t Have Blurted Out the Truth

Chapter 1426: Chapter 1423: I Was Wrong, I Shouldn’t Have Blurted Out the Truth

"What, what?" The older sister was taken aback for a second, as if she hadn’t heard the little boy clearly.

The handsome little boy blinked his ocean-hued eyes once more and repeated what he had just said.

The older sister was left dumbstruck by Andrew Howard’s words.

With a bewildered look, she glanced at Andrew, then at the kneeling Vivian Walters, and back at Andrew.

It took a good while before she found her voice.

"But, but we all saw it..."

She said to herself inwardly, yes, she was just trying to stand up for justice.

Just now everyone saw that mistress making Sophia Origin kneel and kowtow.

"You only saw her kneeling and kowtowing," Andrew pursed his lips, a trace of disdain flashing through his beautiful blue eyes.

Truly foolish humans, stupider than the dim-witted Lulu.

Andrew raised an eyebrow, impatience fleeting across his delicate face.

With his cold and profound blue eyes, he looked over everyone present.

"You only saw this woman kneeling and bowing to my mother, and you presumptuously assumed that my mother was forcing her. Even a three-year-old knows the principle that seeing is believing, listening for truth. When you all crowded over here, she had not yet knelt; if my mother really said something about making her kneel, you should have heard it just in time."

"So..." Andrew surveyed the crowd, a mischievous and unrestrained glint in his narrow blue eyes, "You people simply haven’t grasped the situation. Each one of you pretends to be the epitome of justice, but in reality, you’re all adding fuel to the fire."

"You... you little kid, how can you talk like that!"

"Exactly... so impolite!"

"No wonder your mother is a mistress, so that’s how she teaches her child! Mistresses are really despicable!"

The adults around were given a ruthless dressing down by Andrew and instantly felt they couldn’t save face.

But apart from these people, there were others who felt extremely uncomfortable by Andrew’s words.

Indeed, on careful reflection, when they came over to watch the excitement, Sophia Origin clearly had not yet knelt.

Then, it was after they crowded around that Sophia Origin suddenly started crying and knelt in front of the mistress.

Putting aside the relationship between Sophia Origin and the mistress, in reality, the mistress had not said a single harsh word from the beginning to end, let alone threatened the other party.

The only thing she said was that she wanted to have a ’proper talk’ with Sophia Origin.

The older sister who had led the charge was now so ashamed that she couldn’t lift her head.

If she dared to be brave for a just cause, her heart certainly wasn’t bad, and she was also a reasonable person.

After thinking it through for a moment, she almost pinpointed the issue.

Seeing that the older sister had stopped speaking, Lily motioned over, "Andrew, come here."

Little Abbie, feeling triumphant, ran to Mommy’s side, hugged her leg, and looked up at her, his face beaming for praise.

Lily, seeing her baby’s sparkling blue eyes, ruffled his head with her free left hand, "Naughty."

Andrew coaxed pleadingly, "Mommy is right, Andrew was wrong, I shouldn’t have blurted out the blatant truth!"

His crisp young voice, unapologetic, left the other onlookers blushing and hot-eared.

"Mommy..." At that moment, another clear and pleasant child’s voice rang out.

The crowd looked toward the source of the voice and saw it was Sophia Origin’s son speaking.

The black, shiny, and soft hair made those narrow and profound black eyes look exceptionally attractive.

Onlookers excitedly watched the little boy, speculating he was about to plead with the mistress on behalf of his mother.

Unexpectedly, the little boy walked forward slowly but stopped beside the mistress.

He tugged at the hem of the mistress’s clothes and called out to her with a voice full of affection.

"Mommy..."

[Author’s Note] To be continued