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Chapter 142 Have a Knack for Playing the Victim
The day after she had dinner with Clifton, different voices began to appear on Melcester's network.
Clearly, Abbey intentionally tried to harm someone this time, using a steel pipe from the top floor of the school
to try to kill a fellow student.
After being processed by sself-media, it seemed as if 'a certain student’ had taken advantage of his power
to bully others, driving away the class advisor of Class B. The students of Class B were angry but dared not
speak out. Abbey, young and naive, simply wanted to teach the domineering ‘certain student’ a lesson, but she
didn't expect the consequences to be so severe.
The police took the person away at that time.
Abbey's father had passed away a long tago, leaving only her mother at home. After hearing about what
happened among the students, her mother fell ill and never recovered.
Was still lying in the hospital.
Begged the school several times to give her daughter another chance.
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Abbey's mother couldn't bear the blow and attempted suicide by slashing her wrists in the hospital that day.
Fortunately, the nurse discovered it early and the doctor was able to save her.
A combination of resentment towards the rich and playing the victim was delivered.
Different voices began to appear online.
| felt that since no one was hurt, there was no need to make much a by deal out of it, right? It was clear that the
young girl tasked Yamily care from a young age and impulsively did something wrong the child in not old, the
school should at least give the child a divanes to reform
| just wanted to know who this ‘certain classmate was, with much an impressive background. Just because of an
accident, they wanted to ruin the life of a fellow schoolmate. How could someone to young be so malicious!
My relative's child was studying at Melcester Central High School, and | seem to recall him mentioning that the
other party was also a girl who had recently transferred to Melcester Central High School. Her nwas
something like Myrna
"Transfer student? As expected, they got into the school through connections. That Abbey is really pitiful!
Nowadays, rich people like to act recklessly. The police arrest people for the slightest things, isn't anyone in
charge anymore?"
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Similar rumors were circulating on major networks, with smedia outlets going to the hospital to interview
Debra, who was rumored to have attempted suicide by cutting her wrists. Others went to ask on the Melcester
Central High School BBS
For a while, people were whispering and sneaking glances at Myrna as she walked down the school road. The
Herring family had pulled such big strings to save someone.
Melcester was just that big.
It was impossible that no word had gotten out.
Martin received the news immediately, and arranged to meet Myrna as soon as he got off the plane.
Chapter 142 Have a Knack for Playing the Victim
A certain coffee shop at the airport.
Myrna, unusually dressed in a red uniform and a ponytail with a matching hair tie hanging quietly around her
neck, found a seat by the window. She ordered a glass of iced water and sat there, playing with her phone, her
eyelashes slightly contracted. Her beautiful face looked both pure and wild.
There were many rumors about myself on the interecently.
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There were also quite a few people who sent her messages to show their concern about this matter.
For example, Denise.
These past few days, | was abroad.
But Stanley, being in Melcester, had heard about the situation at Melcester Central High School and had been
constantly messaging her, asking if they needed him to step in and silence sof the media outlets that were
spreading misinformation.
For instance, Hilda, who somehow found out about her situation, actually took the tto cand check on
her well-being.
Apart from these people.
Myrna had also received a text message from Amy, asking her not to offend others and implicate the Stark
family.
There were many people drinking coffee alone in the airport cafe, swere waiting for their flights, while
others were waiting for someone.
Elegant music was playing in the coffee shop. Myrna blinked her eyelashes and decisively dragged the phone
number of the person who had sent her a lengthy lecture into the blacklist.
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