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Chapter 60

“They really bullied me. Look at all my injuries Could they be fake? In the nurse’s office, a group of school leaders watched. Harriet sobbing, feeling intally clueless,

Not long ago, there had been a scandal involving an unethical teacher in Class 1, and now there was trouble again. They began to wonder if there was something wrong with the place itself.

Tve checked the surveillance and asked other students, and they all have alibis,” said Romilly. She was at her wit’s end. having tried everything but still coming up empty–handed.

Harriet, lying on the bed, got even more upset and shouted, “They’re just jealous of me, jealous that I was chosen because of my good grades. They all want me to get hurt so I can’t go to college

“Well, I don’t think that’s entirely true, Romilly began to defend the other students. Everyone had been genuinely happy for

Harriet at first.

But after being chosen. Harriet had gotten more and more arrogant. She stopped doing her homework, demanded priority for library resources, and even made several female classmates cry.

But Harriet was clearly someone the school prioritized a lot, so the administration kept promising a thorough investigati

Romilly thought for a moment and then suggested to everyone, “Why don’t we ask Quinlyn, a classmate of ours, to look into this? She’s helped the police solve quite a few cases and has a keen eye for details.”

“No way. I don’t want her help. Harriet jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, shrieking, “She’d love to see me in trouble. There’s no chance she’d take this seriously. No, in fact, she might be the one behind all this

“I must be right. The only person in class who would target me like that is Quinlyn.”

The more she spoke, the more certain she became. After all, the bullying had just ended, and she suddenly became the new target. Even if she didn’t want to admit it, she knew the only person capable of doing all those things was Quinlyn.

But no one believed her, thinking she was letting her personal grudges lead to false accusations. The adults said a few words before leaving. Harriet refused Romilly’s suggestion to contact her parents and, with a determined face, said. “I can handle it myself.”

crying and saying, “Warren, I

bullied to death.” When she said that, her body didn’t hurt anymore except for a scraped knee. But she couldn’t let go of

disappear from school once and for all, she thought and happily bent down to put on her shoes, but as

her white socks. Harriet cried out in pain, but before she

head. When the quilt was finally pulled away, Harriet only found the room was empty. She touched her hair, realizing her silky, smooth hair

she reached the street corner, she said to the group waiting. “Our

that, finally felt relieved like they’d been pardoned. After

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came to pick Quinlyn up, couldn’t help but click his tongue and chuckle How did you end up with a followers he

followers. Quinlyn shook her head calmly Is all alan paying dels

there was no such thing as forgiveness,

you” Josephi immediately understood and glanced at the kids running like they

‘Even the soldiers from Mr. Ramirez’s training camp have trouble catching Quinlyn now sen if a hundred of those kids came, they

smile,

appearing on her lips, and she obediently held Joseph’s hand as they wallond in the car. On the way back, she asked about Stanley.

got bored, so he had Stanley move in, Joseph replied. Seeing her deep in thought, he added. “But Stanley mentioned he’s not going to deal with Maurice anymore, and from now on

decision; instead, she felt relieved. She didn’t know much about family bonds, and what little she did understand didn’t

trip right now, which means his phone is off–limits for a while. If you want

her head to indicate she had no issues. Stanley was really confident last time. seeming eager to come first in the camping trip. She hoped he could succeed,

Quinlyn went to school as usual, only

and gentlemanly. He bent slightly to look at her, his stance courteous yet assertive. “Quinlyn, why don’t

happening to be nearby, quickly came over and asked, “Mr. Sullivan, what brings you here? Do you need to