Chapter 19
Seeing this, I instinctively furrowed
my
brows.
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Reginald, that little troublemaker, actually called people over to corner Calvin?
He was wealthy and generous, so he was always surrounded by many classmates, and at school, he was almost someone whose word was law.
Seeing that they were about to start fighting, I hurriedly called out, “Reginald!”
Hearing my voice, Reginald’s back stiffened.
Then he slowly turned around and asked, “Whitney, why haven’t you gone home yet?”
I was about to tell him to stop, but before I could speak, a sharp female voice sounded behind me.
“You! What do you think you’re doing?!”
It was Georgia’s voice.
I couldn’t help but sigh in frustration; whenever she showed up, things always got more complicated.
Although Georgia wasn’t in my class, she knew Reginald, who was often with me.
She pushed through the crowd and stood in front of Calvin, watching us warily and asked, “Whitney, why did you make Reginald do this?!”
With those words, she squarely put all the blame on me, leaving me no chance to defend myself.
Instinctively, I looked at Calvin. He hadn’t said a word so far, but in his eyes, there seemed to be an undercurrent surging.
Reginald, though unruly, knew right from wrong. He frowned and said, “Georgia, stop talking nonsense. What does this have to do with Whitney?”
I grabbed his arm and shook my head, saying, “Forget it, let’s go back.”
But Reginald refused, as if he had to settle things with Calvin today no matter what.
He pointed at Calvin and said, “Beat him up!”
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The other classmates rushed forward. I was a bit worried, but not for Calvin.
I was worried about those who charged at him
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Calvin’s father was a police detective, and Calvin had learned kick–boxing since he was a child. How could these classmates possibly beat him easily?
Sure enough, I saw Calvin first pull Georgia behind him, and then, without much effort, he knocked everyone in front of him to the ground.
Reginald hadn’t expected things to turn out like this and stood there dumbfounded.
Calvin had already gotten up and was walking toward us.
He was in his adolescence too; no matter how calm and steady he usually was, he couldn’t swallow his pride when provoked like this.
Judging by his expression, it seemed he wouldn’t be satisfied until he gave Reginald a good beating.
Georgia’s eyes sparkled with admiration as she followed behind Calvin.
She rolled her eyes at me and said, “Whitney, surprised? Cal is so amazing.”
I gave a wry smile and curled my lips, saying. “The only thing that surprises me is that my own sister always tries to throw dirt on me without knowing the whole story.”
Calvin didn’t look at me, but stared straight at Reginald and said. “Weren’t you going to beat me up? Let’s have a one–on–one.”
Having seen Calvin’s skills just now. Reginald might have been feeling a bit guilty.
But they were both young and hot–blooded, so naturally he wasn’t willing to admit defeat easily. He stiffened his neck and said. “Fine, let’s do it.”
After saying that, he glanced back at me, giving me a look meant to reassure me.
Calvin also looked over, but the emotion in his eyes was hard to read.
Then he said to Reginald, “Let’s go to the gym.”
Reginald naturally had no objection, and after agreeing, was about to leave with him.
Calvin had controlled his strength earlier, using just enough force. Although those he knocked down were in pain, none of them were actually hurt.
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Now, one by one, they got up and wanted to go with Reginald: “Reginald, we’ll back you up!”
Reginald shook his head and said, “Thanks for today, guys. You should go home first; we still have class tomorrow.”
The others had no choice but to head home. As the crowd was about to disperse-
Calvin suddenly looked at me and said, “You come too.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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