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Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Victims were always the innocent ones.

They shouldn’t be stuck living in the past because of someone else’s mistakes.

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Mandy lay in Claude’s arms, her eyes red and puffy from crying. Slowly, they started to brighten. She nodded gently and whispered. “I want to go to school with Quinlyn from now on. Her voice was full of hope.

Claude smiled, tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at Quinlyn. He felt incredibly grateful to her. Giving that house to her had been the best thing he’d ever done.

Quinlyn had saved Mandy and helped him and his daughter step out of the shadows in their hearts.

Later, Eugene was taken away by the ambulance. If everything went as expected, he was looking at more than a decade in jail.

The parents, who’d been hesitant at first, changed their tune after seeing how the kids reacted. They agreed to help with the testing and even promised to testify in court

As for Quinlyn’s actions, they were a bit forceful, but considering her young age, it was decided that she had acted in self- defense.

“Look. I get that you meant well, but you were dealing with an adult. Next time something like this happens, you need to call the

cops, alright?” Bennett said, giving Quinlyn a few warnings.

He knew Quinlyn wouldn’t really listen. She was a kid with her own ideas and principles, and she wasn’t easily swayed.

And when it came to danger, she was way tougher than Eugene.

Luckily, she hadn’t had any deadly weapons at the time, or Eugene would have been more than just injured.

After the police and the ambulance left the school, the teacher led the students from Class 1, Grade 4, out of the grove.

On the way back to the classroom, no one spoke a word.

Among them, Harriet was the one who was hit the hardest.

Back at her seat, Harriet was still in disbelief. She muttered to herself, “No way. Mr. Lambert isn’t like that. He’s so handsome and has such a gentle voice like a prince from a TV drama. He couldn’t do that to Mandy–she’s not even pretty.”

“Enough!” a boy at the next desk couldn’t take it anymore and stood up, shouting. Just because he’s good–looking doesn’t mean he’s not a creep! If he hadn’t done something wrong, why would the cops arrest him? Are you really that brainwashed by TV shows?”

face turned pale and then red. She retorted indignantly. “You’re just trying to defend Quinlyn. The investigation isn’t even over. How can you say Mr. Lambert is a bad guy?”

were about to start arguing, a chubby girl sitting in the back row suddenly

of you,” she said. She rarely stood out in class and had no friends, so everyone

with all eyes on her, she nervously twisted the corner of her shirt and said in a shaky voice, “Last semester,

to me, too.

said I was fat and that no one would want to hang out with me. He told me my grades didn’t matter, but if I listened to him,

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under my clothes.

“He

voice

at least now, she could say something to defend Mandy and stop others from

and all the boys cheered for Quinlyn.

Class 1, Grade 4–our very own guardian angelf a boy shouted, throwing his hands up

in the air.

girls who had backed Eugene hung their heads,

Harriet always praising Eugene, they wouldn’t have gotten so wrapped

creep

she be this blind?” one of the girls muttered, shaking

in the front row, Harriet heard the comment, and it hit her like a punch to the gut.

notebook. She made a vow right then and there–to be more popular and likable than Quinlyn, so everyone would forget she

didn’t go back to

clothes to replace the ones ruined by bloodstains. Afterward,

when Joseph’s phone rang. The moment Joseph answered, Stanley’s

my sister act as a spy without telling me? What the hell

Stanley’s furious voice blasting from the

the restaurant. glancing over at Quinlyn. She was calmly sipping her soup. “You’re so tough sometimes. I forget you’re still just a kid,” Joseph

up from her bowl, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Are you calling

words, everyone at the table burst into laughter.

laughed so hard that he had to pause, taking a few deep breaths before he could speak again. “Sorry. That’s not what I meant. I just want to remind you that sometimes, you have

fully agree

her bowl with her spoon, saying softly, “But sometimes,

for that. His mind wandered to Quinlyn’s past,

been.

know I’m not perfect… but if