The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 15 64

Quincy was momentarily stunned but quickly came back to his senses, “what are you...”

Saydie answered his question solemnly, “I’m fighting.”

When the teenage girl saw that someone had come, she took the opportunity to push Saydie away and flee the scene with the others.

Saydie was about to catch up to them, but Quincy stopped her. “what are you doing?”

Upon seeing that he was blocking her way, Saydie’s expression dimmed. “Get out of my way!”

She seemed really angry.

Quincy took a deep breath. “No, did they do something to offend you? You’re an adult. How can you follow them—”

Before he could even finish the sentence, the male colleague had already walked over cautiously. “Ms. Quinn, forget it. I don’t think they will dare to bully my sister anymore.”

The girl behind him was only 16 years old, and her eyes looked bloodshot as if she had just cried. Her cheeks still looked flushed and puffy, and her skirt was dirty as if it had been trampled on.

Quincy realized something and suddenly stopped talking.

Saydie was easily disgusted by someone who bullied the weak only because he or she had a numbers advantage. If her colleague’s sister had not been subjected to violence and intimidation at school, she would not even care about it.

When she first entered the private room, she saw the teenage girl being bullied and beaten by several people and was forced to kneel on the floor.

classmates watched the whole process from

hold back her anger and taught them a painful lesson

being young was never a

male colleague took his sister out of the private room. And only Saydie and

judging from the past, when someone was to upset her and get her to make a

she was merciful because she did not want to cause Maisie trouble, but she did not want to let things slip either, she had to at least get them to kneel and beg for

before anyone started begging for mercy. Thus, how could she be in

“Even if you’ve acted righteously, starting a fight is wrong. Do you want to be

crossed her arms.

If I hadn’t stopped you, you

dare she find

looked as if she was in a bad mood. As such, Quincy compromised, “okay, I won’t say anything anymore. Let’s

grabbed her arm, and was about to drag her out, but she

still mad at me?” Quincy could not help but laugh. “Are you leaving or not? I’ll take my leave first if you don’t

She remained indifferent.

and pretended to

he turned around and returned to her. “Ma’am, I know that you’re in a bad mood. Let’s turn our grief and anger into an appetite. Do you want to eat

as if she had been convinced, she hesitated for a long time

that Saydie was a miser—money could only go into

and smiled.

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on, and the yellowish