Olivia's POV - Twenty years ago
"Those are the children who took your son, Mr. Wellington!" The driver scrambled forward, his face red and sweaty. "I spent all night looking for him, not knowing these little thieves have been keeping him hostage. I bet they did it for money, sir." he pointed at me and Kennedy.
By now, several scary men in dark suits had appeared behind Mr. Wellington, and fear gripped me immediately.
"THAT'S A LIE!" I screamed, my voice filled with panic. "Kennedy saved Maxwell! Those boys were beating him up!" I frantically pointed at Peter and his friends, who were still on the floor but had gone very, very quiet. "They've been bullying Maxwell! Kennedy stopped them!"
Mr. Wellington's cold gaze swept over me like I was something unpleasant he'd found on the bottom of his expensive shoe. Then his eyes landed on Maxwell.
"Maxwell." His voice was sharp as a whip crack. "Come here. Now."
