Amy knew Alexander would never pick a fight without cause.

Her eyes darted to Bradley, who stood silently in the corner, his small frame trembling slightly.

"Bradley," she said softly, "tell us what happened between you two."

The boy opened his mouth, but when his gaze met Liam's, he immediately clamped his lips shut and lowered his head, refusing to speak.

Victoria Thornton stepped forward, shielding her son protectively.

"Don't you dare pressure him!"

Sebastian Kingsley, sensing the tension thickening in the room, spoke in a calm but firm tone.

"Perhaps we should review the full security footage."

Amy glanced at the preschool staff. "This is all they provided."

The teachers paled visibly.

They had seen the entire incident unfold, but they had deliberately edited the footage before submitting it.

If Alexander discovered that his son had been systematically excluded and bullied at school—

Their careers would be over.

Sebastian took one look at their expressions and understood everything.

A cold smirk curled his lips.

"Afraid of angering the Blackwoods, but perfectly willing to sacrifice my son? Is this the kind of values you teach here—cowardice and favoritism?"

His voice dropped to an icy whisper.

"Consider this school under new management."

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

"I need the full, unedited security footage from Royal Oaks Academy. Immediately."

Then, almost as an afterthought, he added, "And replace the entire staff. Every last one of them."

The principal and teachers exchanged panicked glances.

But when their eyes flickered toward Alexander, their fear seemed to ease slightly, as if his presence alone reassured them.

Sebastian noticed. His smile turned razor-sharp.

"You don’t seem concerned at all. Do you really think your connections will save you?"

His gaze slid meaningfully toward Alexander.

Alexander frowned but remained silent.

Five minutes later, Sebastian’s phone pinged—the full footage had arrived.

He played it for everyone.

The video was crystal clear, audio crisp.

Liam and Oliver’s conversation rang out unmistakably.

When Bradley’s voice cut through—"No one wants to play with you anymore."—the room plunged into suffocating silence.

In that moment, Amy understood why Liam had been so withdrawn lately.

He had been ostracized.

Her heart shattered.

She turned to Alexander, her eyes colder than he had ever seen them.

Alexander instinctively started, "I never told anyone to—"

But before he could finish, a sharp crack echoed through the room.

Amy’s palm had struck his cheek with enough force to snap his head to the side.

"Alexander," she hissed, "you’re disgusting."

The room froze.

No one moved. No one breathed.

Weren’t they divorced? Wasn’t Amy supposed to be powerless against the Blackwoods?

Yet here she was, slapping the CEO of Blackwood Enterprises in front of everyone.

Victoria Thornton gaped, stunned.

Then, one by one, the teachers’ phones began ringing.

Each call ended the same way—faces draining of color, voices trembling.

"You’re fired."

No explanations. No second chances.

Just three words that sealed their fate.