Chapter 87

Colin’s breath was coming out in ragged, hot bursts, and beads of sweat dotted his forehead, a clear sign he was burning up with fever. His frame wobbled unsteadily.

He wrapped his arms around me from behind, his voice a soft whisper. “Phoebe, I’m scared.”

Scared? Him? Whenever Colin showed up, it was everyone else who got scared…..

Especially the likes of Serena, who got their kicks from bullying others.

But Colin, he seemed like he could kill someone at any moment.

“So you are… up to no good, after all, teaming up with this psycho murderer! If you dared to come today, don’t even think about leaving!” Serena spat out furiously, gesturing to her cronies to take action.

Stella hadn’t even processed the situation before I grabbed her and Collin’s arm and bolted for the exit.

Colin, jerked forward by my tug, nearly lost his footing.

Serena had brought three guys with her, all built like linebackers.

Knowing when to pick your battles is a sign of wisdom, and sometimes, retreat is the best strategy.

Stella and I dashed out quickly, and I frantically pressed the elevator button.

elevator? Did you call

to know we’d get jumped…” Stella

I muttered, close to

stopped in her tracks and turned to me.

you

down the deserted hallway.

froze for a second, realizing

kicked in, and I raced back towards the

sick,

the corridor and charged back in, unwilling to watch him get beaten.

need to lift a finger; the goons were already

Chapter 87

paralyzed on the floor, her face ashen. “Psycho…

dropped the stick in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth,

fire extinguisher in hand, in shock.

contrast of the blood against

that him smiling at me after beating people up

skipped a beat, and I tossed the extinguisher aside, grabbed Colin, and made a beeline for the door.

was silent, following meekly like a child who knew

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