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Chapter 59

Chapter 59

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Quinlyn was the target this time, and Joseph wasn’t about to let history repeat itself. Bur Quinlyn stayed surprisingly calm. She shook her head and said, Tve got this. I can handle it. She turned to see what he was holding.

“My mom made some oatmeal and a bowl of seafood pasta, Joseph said, setting the food down on the table. “If you can’t finish it, just leave it. Don’t force yourself”

He was still worried about the group chat and pressed on, “So, what’s your plan to deal with this?”

Quinlyn had been growing fast lately and was always hungry. She was alrearly thinking about digging in, but seeing Joseph’s worried frown, she opened a program on her computer and started typing away.

Suddenly, the silent chat group came to life as people automatically accepted tasks. After Harrier logged off, satisfied, Quinlyn hacked into her phone and transferred all the backup records to her own computer

Joseph had seen her computer skills before, but it was the first time he’d felt her capabilities so directly. After a moment of stunned silence, he asked. “You just accepted all those tasks. What if no one does them tomorrow?”

Quinlyn looked up at him. Her deep eyes seemed like a bottomless abyss, and her voice was eerily calm. “Someone will do

them.”

The next day, Harriet left home full of hope. As soon as she got to school, she greeted everyone warmly. “Good morning?” With her sweet face, it was hard to imagine she was the same person who’d set up those bullying tasks online.

Her classmates were busy with homework and barely paid her any attention. Harriet didn’t care. She’d already secured her college admission, so she looked down on everyone in her class.

She pulled out her chair and sat down, brushing

squishy. She pulled it out

however, she felt something heavy below her–the chair was glued to her skirt.

classmates gasp and the boys whistle. Unable to stay any longer, she dashed out of the

in a stall, and tried to calm down.

did this happen? Who did it? Damn it, I won’t let them get away with

her phone to text

as the school bell rang

stuck, she shouted. Before she could say something else, a bucket of ice–cold

screamed, finally realizing she was

get the stall door open. Holding her torn skirt, she went to the sink, ready to confront whoever

she checked her phone, the chat group was gone. Not only that, but all the evidence

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she muttered to herself. The cold water made her lips turn blue, her feely iff, and her mind sluggish. Besides, she didn’t even

she finally found Romilly in the staff dormitory and told her

turned serious. “Don’t worry

After changing her clothes, she fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

them, Ms. Fawn? You have to report this to Mr. Adains. I’m an honor student, the school should take this seriously, right?”

the problem would be solved. But after she finished speaking, Romilly’s gaze grew even more puzzled. She frowned slightly and said, “Harriet, are you

“What do you mean? Are you saying

I checked the surveillance camera footage, and those students haven’t

who messed with my desk and chair?” Harriet was skeptical. She’d assigned the tasks last night and knew exactly who had accepted them. She