Nicole did not want to waste time. After calling Lil Michael, she took the bag in his hands, pulled his hand, and walked away.
The teacher and Max were left behind with shocked eyes.
Lil Michael saw the chubby middle-aged woman still wailing on the ground and was stunned.
"How did she fall down the stairs?"
The chubby middle-aged woman froze for a moment and raised her eyes to see Nicole's cold and intimidating gaze.
She shuddered slightly.
Inexplicably, she panicked.
Nicole smiled, turned to look at Lil Michael, and very patiently explained.
"She felt that your injury wasn't that painful, so she wanted to try it out herself.”
"Oh, she's so dumb!"
The two of them left the hospital and got into the car before Nicole found that her phone was ringing.
It was from Clayton.
Lil Michael muted it.
Nicole glanced at him and smiled before answering the call.
"Mr. Sloan, has your plane landed?"
Clayton chuckled. "It just landed. I saw that you called me. Did something happen?"
Then, he added, "You can call even if nothing happened. I know you miss me like crazy!"
Nicole rolled her eyes speechlessly. She could have acted as if nothing happened, but the exceptionally smart Lil Michael was right beside her, so she could not ignore it.
"Ahem... It's nothing much. Lil Michael’s arm is a little fractured, so I wanted to tell you about it."
"What? A fracture?! Is it serious? Is he in the hospital? I'll come back right away..."
Clayton's tone instantly became solemn and anxious.
Nicole quickly spoke.
"Don't worry, it's not that serious. It's been taken care o f. I took him out of the hospital. We’re going home now."
Clayton sighed in relief. "He's with you?"
Nicole looked at Lil Michael and gave him a wink.
Lil Michael grunted. "Daddy, you handle your work.
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