"Hailey!" L'oreal also screamed and rushed over, looking at her daughter's red face with heartache.
Eric didn't even look at them.
He turned to Master McGuire, calming himself down, and said, "Mr. McGuire, it's my fault for not teaching my daughter well. I'll take care of your son's medical expenses."
"Okay! In the future, you need to take care of your third daughter and make sure she becomes a good person." Master McGuire smiled and left.
Hailey clung to L'oreal, crying loudly. "How dare you cry! Go back home now!" Eric shouted, his face darkening with anger.
He felt like his daughter had embarrassed him today.
L'oreal didn't dare say anything more.
She turned her head, gave Ariel a resentful look, and then helped Hailey leave.
Eric calmed down his anger and turned to Ariel. "Since Master McGuire has designated you to design this project, you should report to the design department next Monday."
