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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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbeen 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.
And her classmates watched the whole process from the side and even cheered for the bullies.
She could not hold back her anger and taught them a painful lesson on the spot.
No matter how old they were, being young was never a reason to bully others!
The male colleague took his sister out of the private room. And only Saydie and Quincy were left among the mess
in the private room.
Saydie could not vent her anger and still felt very upset. So judging from the past, when someone was to upset her
and get her to make a move, she would beat them so harshly that the beating would leave them half dead.
Now, 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 mercy.
Alas, she was interrupted before anyone started begging for mercy. Thus, how could she be in a good mood now?
Quincy could see that she was exasperated and felt helpless. “Even if you’ve acted righteously, starting a fight is
wrong. Do you want to be arrested by the police?”
Saydie crossed her arms. “You’re so annoying.”
“You think I’m annoying? If I hadn’t stopped you, you would have been locked away in the precinct now.”
‘How dare she find me annoying?’
Saydie still looked as if she was in a bad mood. As such, Quincy compromised, “okay, I won’t say anything anymore.
Let’s go back now.”
He then reached out, grabbed her arm, and was about to drag her out, but she flung his hand off.
“Are you 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 want to come along.”
She remained indifferent.
Quincy turned around and pretended to leave.
When he walked to the door, he saw that she was still not catching up, so 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 fried
chicken or ice cream?”
Saydie looked as if she had been convinced, she hesitated for a long time and asked, “Are you paying for the food?”
Quincy could see that Saydie was a miser—money could only go into her bank accounts and not out.
He gnashed his teeth and smiled. “It’s all on me.”
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn the middle of the night, the light in Colton’s bedroom was still on, and the yellowish light shone into the corridor
through the tiny seam of the door.
He was sitting in front of the computer desk in loose pajamas, his fingertips were
tapping on the keyboard, and a chat box with a black background popped up on the
screen all of a sudden.
The other party was anonymous.
Anonymous: [Do you think I can’t locate your coordinates?]
Colton typed on the keyboard and replied.
Colton: [You’re welcome to try.]
Anonymous: [Do you live in Bassburgh?]
Colton narrowed his eyes as if he was thinking about the other party's information.
Anonymous: [It seems that I’ve got it correctly.]
Colton: [So what if you’ve guessed it correctly? You can’t break through my firewall.]
Anonymous: [I don’t need to break through anything.]
The other party stopped for a minute and entered again.
Anonymous: [I’ll find you.]
Colton: [Then why not get Noilace to come to me?]
Anonymous: [Do you know him?]