I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!

50 Out of Control

Simon nodded hard. The driver of Frank’s family had been waiting outside for a long time, but he only waited outside the school gate.

Seeing Frank leave the school gate, the driver immediately approached him with his cell phone. “Young Master, you came out a little late today and missed the Master and Madam’s calls. They said that you should call them back after you left the school.”

Hearing this, Frank’s good mood fell to the bottom. He replied in an unfriendly tone, “So what if I missed it? So what if I didn’t miss it?! I missed their calls; all they know is to ask me to call them back. What if something happens to me? What was it? Did they ever wonder why I didn’t pick up their call on time today?”

Frank could not control his emotions for a moment, and his tone became higher and higher.

The driver was shocked by his Young Master’s angry words. Seeing the driver in a daze, Frank knew he was taking his anger out on him.

When they were told to call their parents by the homeroom teacher today, Frank wanted to call them immediately, but he remembered that they had never been to school since he was young, using the excuse of being busy. Even if they received this call, they probably wouldn’t appear. After all, it wasn’t like there was no precedent. They had only sent a lawyer to deal with it.

Frank did not want to face the known reality again, so he did not call them.

In the beginning, Leon refused to call either. He thought Vivian was essentially the same as his parents, abandoning kinship for money, but she was slightly better. After all, she often came to pick up Leon. But he did not expect to be slapped in the face in the end.

Especially when Vivian smashed the door domineeringly and sought justice for Leon. God knew how much he wanted to transmigrate his soul into Leon’s body. Please give him such a domineering mother who protected her child!

Frank quickly composed himself. After all, he had experienced these things since he started studying. Today’s loss of self-control was also due to the contrast between Vivian and his parents.

Frank said goodbye to everyone and left in a car somewhat resentfully.

In fact, Leon was a little surprised by Frank’s behavior. In his eyes, this red-haired little fatty had always been a happy-go-lucky chatterbox.

On the other hand, Vivian had long seen through Frank’s loneliness. She could only sigh. Sometimes, parents struggle to give their children a better future. But children only grew up once, so it was challenging to balance and make a choice.

It was already nine o’clock in the evening. Vivian asked Andy and the others to send Simon home while she drove Leon home.

“Aren’t you only coming back tomorrow?” asked Leon curiously as he looked at his mother.

“Are you not happy that I came back early?” Vivian joked.

Leon quickly shook his head. Of course, he was happy. He had wanted to get through it himself today. At most, he would be punished to stand and run laps.

He wouldn’t write a self-reflection letter. He didn’t do anything wrong. He didn’t call because he didn’t want to cause trouble for his mother and her employees. He didn’t want to be a burden and a synonym for trouble in their eyes.

Leon asked the question in his heart, “Mom, how did you know I was in school?”

Vivian replied, “I didn’t see you when I got home tonight, and I couldn’t contact you. I was so scared that I thought you were missing, so I thought I’d go to your school to look for you.”

When Leon heard this, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. Since his Grandfather passed away, he could no longer remember the worried look on his Grandfather’s face when he didn’t come home on time.

Vivian then asked about the fact that Leon had turned off his phone.

Leon scratched his head in frustration. “I accidentally dropped my phone on the ground while fighting, and I can’t turn it on after that.”

Vivian comforted Leon softly. “It’s okay. I’ll get someone to fix it.”

“It should be very expensive, right?” asked Leon uneasily.

Out of the corner of her eye, Vivian saw the slightly anxious Leon in the front passenger seat. She held onto his little hand and said, “The phone is just a tool to contact you. As long as you’re fine, don’t mind things that can be settled with money.”

Leon felt the warmth of his mother’s palm and heard Vivian’s words. His anxiety seemed to have been washed away by a cool spring. He nodded obediently.

The two of them didn’t say much before they reached home.

Vivian went straight to the living room, took out the first aid kit, and placed it on the sofa. She beckoned to Leon, who was beside her, “Son, come here. I’ll apply some medicine for you.”