The teacher wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook his head. No way was he getting involved—with or without security footage, he had to play dumb. “Sorry, the cameras are broken.”
Tyrone nodded in agreement. “That settles it, then. No security footage means no proof we laid a hand on anyone. Miss Holloway, if you keep making a scene, that would be rather rude.”
The teacher jumped in quickly. “Miss Holloway, it doesn’t look like Chloe’s badly hurt. Maybe we should just let this go…”
“Who says we’re letting it go!” Mina shot back, her voice sharp and unrelenting. “Tyrone, do you still think you’re who you used to be? Without your Lynch Corporation inheritance, do you really think you still call the shots around here?”
Tyrone shot her a mocking look. Utter ignorance.
Did they really think that just because he’d left Lynch Corporation, he was fair game for them to push around? “Word is, Evercrest Group already snatched up most of the Holloway family’s assets. You’re barely hanging on yourselves, but you still have the nerve to throw your weight around here?”
Mina’s expression faltered for a split second. How did Tyrone know that Evercrest Group had been targeting the Holloways lately? Could he possibly know the boss behind Evercrest?
She sneered. “So what if you know someone at Evercrest Group? You’re just using your current status to cozy up to the powerful. Wait until you fall from grace—let’s see who even bothers to look at you then.”
She turned back to the teacher. “On behalf of the International Program’s sponsors, I’m formally requesting disciplinary action against the students who started this fight.”
The teacher looked nervous, glancing at Mina. “But… there’s no evidence…”
“Had enough?” Mina was gearing up for another round when Vincent strode into the room.
Chloe froze, eyes darting to Vincent in alarm. “S-sis, Vincent…”
Vincent glanced at Alicia, concern etched across his face. “Alicia… Did she hurt you?”
Alicia took refuge behind Tyrone, refusing to acknowledge Vincent.
A slow, triumphant smile tugged at Tyrone’s lips. It felt good—the girl was starting to rely on him again.
That trust made his heart soar.
“Vincent, look at me! They ganged up on me—both of them!” Chloe whined, her voice full of self-pity.
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