Reclaiming What Was Meant to Be Mine

Chapter 33 News Ran Through the Whole School

Chapter 33 News Ran Through the Whole School

"You... are shameless." Cecelia's face flushed with anger.

"If you didn't threaten us, how could we beat ourselves?"

Roslin replied with an innocent expression. "Missy, I disagree with your words. If I threaten you to commit suicide, will you just do as I said? If I ordered you to eat shit, will you still follow my words obediently?"

The people were stunned by her words.

At this moment, Patrick, the class monitor retorted, "Mr. Jones, we could be Cecelia's and the girls' witnesses. It was Roslin who threatened them."

Roslin turned to look at Patrick and said, "You're Patrick Taylor, our class monitor right? Then, do you dare to repeat the words they said earlier? I'm aware of the deep relationship between you guys. But as a monitor, you must at least have a conscience. If you're taking sides, then I guess you're really hopeless."

Lucas glanced at Cecelia, David, and the troublemakers. Roslin had just transferred to the school, so it was impossible for her to cause trouble. He had already known the true natures of these pampered rich second-generation after two years of teaching here.

He probably guessed the drama that happened earlier- these troublemakers surely said or did something to Roslin, but were beaten up by the latter. Thank God, they finally reaped what they sow.

"Hah, you meant the words we said earlier? Aren't we just telling the truth? Could it be that we can't do so? If you have the guts to do it, why afraid of being told by others?" Tina stared at Roslin with

resentful gaze, as if going to swallow her up alive.

"The truth?" sneered Roslin. "I heard that you are a social butterfly and go to the hotel every day after school. I also heard that you are the illegitimate child whom your mother gave birth to with a wild man." Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

"You..." Tina directly cried out of anger, "You're spitting nonsense!"

"Nonsense? I'm just telling the truth. Could it be that I can't do so? If you have the guts to do it, why afraid of being told by me?"

Tina was speechless when she heard the familiar words she said earlier.

At this moment, Lucas took over the situation. "Alright. All of you go to the office with me. Also, notify the parents and ask them to come to the school."

Everyone involved in the incident was taken away. As soon as they left, the classroom was chaotic.

"Damn't, I didn't know that Roslin is so cool."

"What's cool about her? I bet she'd be crying later." Michael said disdainfully.

Soon, this news was spread among the students. And in the blink of an eye, it was spread to the entire Masafield School and reached Linda's ears.

"Linda, have you heard about this news? Your sister beat up Cecelia and Tina in her class. She has been called to the office now."

Amelia said worriedly after listening to her words. "Why is she still so impulsive? I don't care if she hurt my leg at home, after all, she's my sister. But no one will spoil her when she's at school."

When the classmate heard this, she exclaimed in surprise, "What? She's the one to injure your leg?"

Linda covered her mouth in shock, "No, I didn't say that."

"Linda, you don't have to cover it up for her. We all heard it." Amelia said.

"She didn't do it on purpose, she was just careless." Linda hurriedly explained, as if worrying that they might misunderstand Roslin.

June persuaded her, "Look at yourself, you've been bullied like this. Yet, you still speak for her. She should get a lesson for being such a vicious girl."

"That's right. Since she has offended so many people, let's see how she wraps things up."

On the other side, under the supervision of Lucas, Roslin contacted John. The secretary answered the call, walked into the office, and informed the matter to John.

"Mr. Smith, it was a call from the school. It seems that Miss Roslin has gotten herself into trouble and the teacher requested parents to have a talk."

John frowned. Being busy with his work, how could he deal with these trivial matters? "Ask Mrs. Smith to go," he ordered his secretary.