Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 174

Helen had always been quick to anger, especially when it came to her friends. She couldn’t just stand by while people bad-mouthed Bonnie. Without a second thought, she moved in front of Bonnie and shot back, “So what, your idol is too scared to show her face, so she lets you all fight her battles for her? Maybe you should think twice before helping her out. Don’t be surprised when you end up counting the cash for someone who wouldn’t bother to thank you. I bet Hannah won’t ever show up for a direct confrontation. No one knows better than she does what really happened back then.”

“And about that kneeling video, don’t act like it’s the whole story. We’re getting the original footage, and you’ll see Hannah was bothering Bonnie the entire time. You think a public figure doesn’t know how wild things get online? If she’s really as innocent as you all claim, why pick the busiest spot to kneel? Why drag her own kid out into this mess? She’s clearly putting on a show, playing the victim to manipulate everyone.”

Helen could hardly keep her frustration in check, but the fans still didn’t back down. Instead, they started shouting over her, trying to drown her out. Bonnie and Ned wanted to say something, but Helen was the only one holding the line.

Unable to win the argument, the fans got nasty. The girl in the white shirt snapped, “And who even are you, anyway? What’s your problem? You talk like we’re suck-ups, but look at you, defending a homewrecker. It’s almost pathetic. Hope she doesn’t steal your boyfriend too. Good luck finding someone to cry to when it happens.”

Helen just rolled her eyes at the insult, but Bonnie’s expression turned icy. She walked right up to the girl and—thanks to her height—looked down at her, her voice suddenly cold and steady. “Say one more thing about my friend. Go ahead, try it.”

The girl flinched, caught off guard by Bonnie’s change in demeanor. A few minutes ago, Bonnie had looked calm, even gentle, but now her eyes were clear and sharp, and the anger there was impossible to ignore.

One of the girls tried to jump in and support her, but Bonnie cut her off before she could say a word, focusing only on the girl in white. “I don’t care about the rest of you. I’m only holding you responsible. When the university steps in and your professors want an explanation, do you think anyone here is going to stand up for you? Or will Hannah, your precious idol, come rescue you?”

She was just a college freshman, completely inexperienced in the ways of the world. Bonnie could tell—she’d been that first-year student once herself, nervous and easily rattled, sticking out on campus like a sore thumb.

Sure enough, the bravado drained from the girl’s face. She looked around at her friends, but none of them would meet her eyes. Someone even whispered that she should just apologize already.