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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?”

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

to start arguing, a chubby girl

she said. She rarely stood out in class and had no friends, so everyone was a bit stunned when she

twisted the corner of her

to me, too.

hang out with me. He told me my grades didn’t matter, but if I listened to him, he could make everyone

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Chapter 28

to touch me under my clothes. I was

“He

her voice trembling with both frustration

speak up or stand up for Mandy as Quinlyn had. But at least now, she could say something to defend Mandy and stop others from getting the wrong idea about her.

truth came out, and all the boys

Quinlyn the hero of Class 1, Grade 4–our very own guardian angelf a boy

in the air.

who had backed Eugene hung their heads,

Eugene, they wouldn’t have gotten so

creep

she be this blind?” one

row, Harriet heard the comment, and it hit her like

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 her last class.

ruined by bloodstains. Afterward,

rang. The moment

telling me? What the hell were you thinking? And where the hell are

Stanley’s furious voice

Instead, he sighed and gave Stanley the address of the restaurant. glancing

looked up from her bowl, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Are

at the

taking a few deep breaths before he could speak again. “Sorry. That’s not what

fully agree with

bowl with her spoon, saying softly, “But sometimes, adults can’t even protect

silent. He didn’t have a comeback for that. His mind wandered to Quinlyn’s past, and

been.

gently patted her head and said in a soft voice, “I know I’m not perfect… but if you ever need anything.