329 St. John School

Everyone present was stunned.

Emily, who appeared gentle and soft, could be this fierce?

The girl was also taken aback, not expecting Emily to confront her directly.

“What do you think you’re doing? Help, she’s hitting me!”

The girl sat on the ground, crying loudly and making a scene: “You must be a gang of thieves! Stealing and then hitting people? Is there no law?”

Law?

Emily took off her jacket and covered the young mother with it, “How are you?”

The young mother could barely speak through her pain, murmuring: “My children… My children…”

“Your children are safe. I had your daughter take your son to the staff outside,” Emily reassured softly. “Can you get up?”

The young mother sighed in relief: “I’m fine, as long as the children are okay…”

Despite her words, Emily caught a faint scent of blood.

She felt around under the young mother and found her hand coated in sticky crimson.

“You’re bleeding. We need to get you to the hospital.”