Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 441 By the time Charlotte and Ethan arrived at the hospital, it was already late at night. Christopher was sitting alone in the wom, dimly lit emergency corridor, bruises and dark patches covering his face. Seeing her brother, Charlotte immediately left Ethan behind and rushed forward. After a few quick questions and confirming that Christopher had only minor injuries and superficial cuts, Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ethan followed closely behind. Soon, three more people arrived: a teacher and two parents.

The student who had fought with Christopher was a repeat-year senior, a year older. What had started as a mere argument somehow escalated-Christopher had grabbed something and attacked the student from behind, leaving a gash on his head. The student was fine physically-he had received numerous. stitches and was now resting with an IV-but his parents had come to discuss compensation. "Apologize." ---- Charlotte pressed a hand gently on Christopher's head, urging him to apologize to the other student's parents first. But Christopher stayed silent, stubborn and unwilling.

She knew her little brother well-usually calm, gentle, and good- natured, he would never start a fight. But no matter the circumstances, the other student had suffered a serious injury, and Christopher's actions were considered an aggressive offense. The teacher had already warned Charlotte that if Christopher failed to get the other party's forgiveness, he could receive a major demerit, which would affect his chances of getting into university next year.

Finally, Christopher lowered his head and muttered coldly, "I'm sorry." He had actually apologized under the teacher's urging before Charlotte even arrived, but the other parents refused to accept it, hurling insults at him and his family. Christopher's fists had been clenched for a long time. "| won't accept such a half-hearted apology!" The mother snorted, her expensive attire and full figure projecting wealth and authority, but her demeanor was sharp and aggressive. Before Charlotte arrived, she had even tried to ---- pinch Christopher, and the teacher had to stop her.

"Christopher, apologize properly! Be sincere! Hitting people is wrong!" Charlotte's voice was firm, tinged with anger. With his sister by his side, Christopher's resentment softened, and he could swallow his pride. He bent down once more, bowing ninety degrees. "I'm sorry. | shouldn't have hit anyone." "Sorry! Christopher is young and ignorant. No matter the reason, | will compensate you. Please show mercy and forgive my brother this time." Charlotte spoke earnestly, then, like Christopher, bowed toward the parents in apology. But the other parents didn't even glance at their gestures.

The mother snorted disdainfully. "Forgive? Ha! Try leaving a gash on your brother's head and then apologize-| might forgive you then!" The father raised a hand. "Stop wasting time with useless apologies. What good are they? My sonis lying inside right now! Mark my words, this isn't over. The minimum compensation is-" ---- He made a gesture with three fingers. "Three... thousand?" Charlotte blinked in surprise, but without hesitation, she nodded. "Fine. I'll pay now." The teacher had already told her en route that the hospital fees of four hundred dollars had been advanced.

The cut on the back of the head wasn't large, nine stitches, a mild concussion. A few thousand in compensation would have sufficed. "Three thousand? Are you trying to brush us off like beggars?" the mother immediately snapped. "It's thirty thousand! If you don't pay that, expect a lawsuit-and your brother can forget about attending school either!"