”What a bastard.”
The men all started rebuking him, staring at Quincy.
She was so sexy. So alluring. No wonder James did that.
Most men present all thought the same thing, but none had the guts to act upon it.
Thea did not believe a word Quentin said. She helped Quincy up. “Is that true, Quin?”
“I… I don’t know.”
Quincy’s mind was befuddled after ingesting that drug. She did not remember what had happened.
All she knew was that James was touching her.
She shook her head weakly. “I… I don’t know. I can vaguely remember James picked me up and was groping my back, arms, and legs.”
“Pfft~”
James burst into laughter.
He detoxified her out of kindness. How did it turn into him groping her?
“That’s exactly it!” Quentin said. “I went to stop him, but he started beating me up.”
“Let’s call the cops.”
“Scum like him are what drags society down.”
Everyone started chiming in.
At that moment, even Quincy grew confused.
At first, she thought Quentin was the one that tried to do something to her and that James had saved her.
Now that the crowd was saying otherwise, she felt it was the other way around, too, and that Quentin only got beaten up because he tried to stop James.
Quentin shared a look with some of his classmates. “He has a memory card in his possession,” he muttered. “Go beat him up and use that chance to take it back.”
The classmates understood.
“James, you bastard!”
“Scumbag! I’ll kill you!”
They all charged at James to beat him up so they could take the memory card.
James showed no mercy. With one kick, the five people were sent flying backward.
He was too skilled. No one else dared attack him.
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