"You?" The plump woman eyed Mitchel skeptically, doubtingly questioning, You, cripple, how could you hit anyone?"

Raegan commented inwardly, “Like mother, like son." Now she understood the source of the chubby boy's behavior. It was entirely a matter of upbringing!

Mitchel ignored the woman, simply pressing a call button on his wheelchair to summon Matteo to handle the situation.

To Mitchel, time was extremely valuable. Within minutes, he could review a document worth hundreds of millions, potentially offering job opportunities to many. Thus, he never wasted time on people or things that did not deserve his attention!

Still, Mitchel instinctively moved his wheelchair slightly forward to shield Raegan behind him.

In his mother's embrace, the chubby boy regained his arrogance. No matter how massive the trouble he had caused, his mother would cover for him. This indulgence reinforced his unruly disposition.

Pointing at Raegan, the chubby boy yelled, "Mom! Look at her! It was this awful woman that hit me. Get her and this cripple! They were talking earlier. They must be plotting together!"

With his mother by his side, his stutter vanished, and the chubby boy shouted with malice, "Torture them! Kill them!"

There was nothing but pure malice in his eyes.

Raegan's expression turned icy, observing that the chubby boy showed no regret or shame while lying in his mother's arms, still so vicious.

It was clear this mother and son duo were alike, probably accustomed to tormenting others frequently!

The plump woman suddenly turned around to face them. “You, cripple, dare defend this woman? I'll take you down along with her today! I'll have people blind you, and then you'll truly be helpless!"

The plump woman stood up swiftly, her movements sharp and threatening as she spoke.

Mitchel was not about to let the plump woman touch Raegan. He quickly swung his cane, hitting the woman on her leg.

"Thud!" The impact caused the woman's knees to buckle, and due to her substantial size, she crashed to the ground with a loud noise.

"Ouch... I'm going to die from this fall!" the plump woman groaned in agony. “You! How dare you attack me, you cripple!"

Hearing the mother and son repeatedly use the term “cripple,” Raegan could no longer stay silent. She moved in front of Mitchel, placing him behind her. “Why don't you look at your son for the cause of being taught a lesson? He was being disrespectful all this while, for crying out loud! And you are not anything better. Not even bothered to ask for what happened, you just start conflicts!"

Raegan was furious. “Is this your way of parenting? Is this how you guide your child?"

“I'll teach my son any way I please. Who are you to criticize, you Little wench!" the woman snapped back sharply.

Raegan's expression conveyed her disbelief. "You earned that fall. ‘As the twig is bent, so grows the tree.’ Parents like you ruin their children!"