After having a conversation with the homeroom teacher, Violet arranged for Bethany to apologize to her classmates before the class began. Hence, Bethany stood at the front of the classroom and bowed to everyone.

"I'm sorry," she said, her voice low and remorseful. "I was wrong, and I won't do it again. I hope you can forgive me."

Children around the age of five years old were the most innocent. They didn't consider things the way adults did. Often, they would express their emotions directly.

They all looked at her timidly. None of them dared to speak up. Violet felt a bit uneasy and had her maid distribute the snacks she had prepared to all the children in the class.

It had been many years since she cared about others' opinions. Now, for the sake of her granddaughter, she had to force a smile, appeasing a group of children.

"Bethany has realized her mistake, and I have scolded her too. You are all good children, so don't be mad at Bethany. Can you be friends with her?"

"No!" a li