"Apologize?"
Violet Don also trembled with anger, "Didn't you see that he got hurt? Noah, he is your son too!"
"How about it, you think you can escape by doing this? Now you want to talk about family?" Noah Bates sneered and pushed Violet away. Wayne Don alone looked up at his father, the disappointment in his eyes so clear that it made Noah's heart tremble.
The young boy didn't say a word, nor did he intend to explain himself, as if he was sulking.
Noah squinted his beautiful eyes, a pity there was not a trace of affection in them, he said, "Do you admit your mistake?"
"Admit what?"
From the side, Violet rose from the ground and rushed over again, using her body to block Noah's line of sight, "He's only five! Noah, even if you hate me, you can't take it out on the child! He is only five, what could he possibly do?"