NovelEnglishChapter 1526
At this point, the other three girls couldn't sit still any longer. They might have been students, but deep down,
they still had a healthy fear of authority figures.
Patricia gulped, rushed over to Fiona, and pointed a shaky finger at her, panic flashing in her eyes. "Fi...Fiona,
quit making stuff up!" Her words stumbled out, her usual flair for speaking nowhere to be found.
Keaton was starting to seriously question what was going on. If these three were the culprits behind all this
, then Fiona was the innocent one caught in the crossfire.
"Fiona, do you have any proof we did this to you? If you're just throwing around baseless accusations, I'm calling
my parents. It's bad enough dealing with this at school, but to be falsely accused too? How am | supposed to
face anyone after that?"
"Exactly, Fiona, don't go around making claims you can't back up," Patricia chimed in, quick to latch onto the
moment. She clutched the arm of the injured classmate's mom, tears streaming down her face. "Ma'am, you
have no idea what it's been like sharing a room with Fiona. It's been a nightmare."
It's only natural for parents to side with their kids, and hearing Patricia's tale, the woman frowned deeply, her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfocus shifting away from Fiona.
"Sweetheart, tellwhat happened," the woman urged, worry etched on her face.
Patricia wasted no time, moving to her injured friend's side and rolling up her sleeve to reveal scars running
along her arm, sold and scabbed over. She then lifted her shirt slightly, showing a fresh bruise from when
Fiona supposedly kicked her into a metal bed frearlier that evening.
"See, Ma'am, I'm not making this up. We're good kids, maybe not the top of the class, but we cfrom decent
families. Unlike Fiona, who's just full of lies."
The woman's hand trembled as she touched her daughter's injuries, the sight of them bringing tears to her eyes.
Thinking of the recent rumors about Fiona, she was inclined to trust Patricia and immediately turned a sharp
gaze on Fiona, raising her hand to strike her.
But just as her hand was inches from Fiona's pale face, it was caught in a firm grip, and a moment later, she was
pushed back.
"Fiona," a familiar voice broke through.
Fiona blinked, a smile lighting up her eyes as she looked up to see Jackson standing there. Her brother had
shown up!
Trailing behind Jackson were Nash and Tyler, both holding their breath, nearly ready to jump in.
Nash thought: Who in their right
mind would mess with Fiona? Are et g to get a head starter?
they
their meeting with the Grim Reaper?
Tyler thought: | almost stepped in there, glad | held back just in time.
"Who are you?" The woman's expression shifted as she scrutinized Jackson.
She couldn't deny that this guy was exceptionally handsome, even more so than Allen. Still, there was something
strangely familiar about him...
Jackson didn't give her a second look, his attention solely on Fiona. "You okay, Fiona?" he asked gently, his voice
smooth and calm.
Though Fiona was young, she wasn't someone who scared easily, much less
someone who'd take a hit without standing her ground.
Fiona shook her head, "I'm fine, big brother."
Keaton rubbed his eyes, stunned to see such a high-profile figure here. He realized the situation was spiraling out
of control.
"Since you're her brother, she hit my
do
properly,
and what are you going to
it? If this isn't handled
| won't just let it slide!"
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