The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 365

Keen watched the scene unfold, his lips pressed together in a tight, silent line.

When Mrs. Ayers heard that Stella was currently Marvin’s guardian, the disdain and contempt flashing across her face couldn’t have been more obvious. She didn’t even try to hide it—she clearly didn’t take his mom seriously at all.

Everyone looked down on his mother.

Was it really wrong for him to feel embarrassed by her?

Besides, she couldn’t really protect him, could she?

Stella, meanwhile, caught the nasty twist of Mrs. Ayers’ mouth and let a cold, mocking smile tug at her lips.

“Kneel and apologize? Mrs. Ayers, do you even realize what you’re saying?”

Her dark eyes, sharp and bright, bore straight into Mrs. Ayers’, unwavering.

“Care to repeat that?”

Mrs. Ayers held her ground, chin lifted high. “And why wouldn’t I? I—”

She stopped mid-sentence, suddenly noticing the principal and teachers staring at her in an odd, uncomfortable way.

No matter how heated things got, demanding a child kneel and beg forgiveness was crossing a line.

Every family here was either wealthy or influential—no one’s situation was so desperate that they’d tolerate this kind of humiliation.

And honestly, what era was this? Who still demanded people kneel to apologize?

Even if Marvin’s guardian was just an ordinary person, this was way out of line.

Noticing everyone’s pointed looks, Mrs. Ayers quickly realized she’d said too much.

Being harsh with adults was one thing, but targeting a kid—she’d definitely gone too far.

She scowled, a flicker of malice darting through her eyes before she spoke again.

“If a child misbehaves, it’s the parents’ fault. Since you’re the guardian of this troublemaker, you should be the one to kneel and apologize for him.”

Stella let out a dry, amused laugh, as if she’d just heard the world’s most ridiculous joke. “Mrs. Ayers, the days of bowing and scraping to people like you are long gone. You’re hardly worthy of that kind of respect.”

Mrs. Ayers’ face flushed with anger. “When a child makes a mistake, the guardian should take responsibility. Isn’t that your duty?”

“I’d like to see who dares to make my son kneel and confess.”

Everyone turned to see a tall, impeccably dressed man stride confidently into the room.

He was strikingly handsome, his features sharp and defined. The warmth that usually lingered in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a steely chill that seemed to freeze the very air.

Mrs. Ayers’s composure wavered as she recognized him.

“Who are you?”

Ignoring her, Neville turned his attention to Stella. “Star, what’s going on?”

Stella replied calmly, “Marvin got into a fight. I just arrived myself—I don’t know the full story yet.”

She glanced over at the principal and teachers. “Is there any security footage? Could we take a look at what actually happened?”

The principal and teachers nodded in agreement.

At that moment, Sheldon’s mother suddenly realized—the man standing before them might actually be Marvin’s real guardian.