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These past few days, she had been pampered wherever she went. When she was publicly ridiculed, her face turned slightly pale immediately, as if she had been wronged. Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she bit her lip. "I just think there's no need to make such a big fuss about it..." "The injured person wasn't you, nor were you a school teacher. From whose perspective did you have so many misconceptions?"

Myrna didn't leave her any dignity, bluntly stating, "You wouldn't want people to replace out unless you have something to hide."

Before Stephanie even had a chance to retort, she saw her turn her head away, not even sparing a glance for herself, and spoke to Terrell and the others.

"The stairs leading to the top floor were monitored by surveillance cameras. If anyone had tampered with anything, the cameras would have definitely captured them."

Outside the crowd, Abbey heard there was surveillance, and she was so scared that her body started shaking violently. She almost screamed without even thinking.

It was Stephanie who pinched her hard, and only then did she calm down a bit from the pain. However, her complexion was terribly bad, it was just short of writing 'I am the murderer' on her face.

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Myrna was injured and definitely couldn't attend the afternoon class.

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Hattie waved her hand and granted her three days off, allowing her to rest well at home.

Rachel was also scared enough, Ramon took her to the hospital for a check-up.

Myrna had packed her backpack and just said goodbye to Adrian as she left the classroom, when she heard a few girls gathered in the hallway, their cheeks flushed as they looked in one direction, whispering and chatting. "Quick, look, that man was so handsome."

"Oh my God, he's really handsome. Is he a celebrity?"

"I don't know, I don't think I've seen him on TV before. How could he come to our school? Is he a parent of someone in a class?"

"No way? He looked so young."

"I didn't know if he had a girlfriend, I really wanted to ask for his Line."

Young, even more attractive than a star.

For some unknown reason, an image of a devilishly handsome face popped into Myrna's mind. Just as she was thinking it couldn't be, she looked up to see a man approaching. Uncharacteristically, he was wearing a white shirt that day, with the collar messily undone, revealing a smooth, well-defined neck. His eyes were deep and three-dimensional, and his high-bridged nose gave him a somewhat mixed-race appearance. However, upon seeing his narrow, pitch-black, bloodthirsty eyes, she realized that the idea of him being mixed- race was just her own illusion.

He walked over from the crowd. Despite the multitude of people, the principal and the head teacher were right by his side, incessantly

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talking to him about something.

However, he stood out like a crane among chickens, with a powerful aura that was visible at a glance.

"Mr. Larson, this matter I..." Terrell was still carefully saying something by his side.

Calvin let it go in one ear and out the other, not taking it to heart at all. His eyes were constantly searching for someone. Finally, through the crowd, he saw the person he was looking for.

He shook off the person following him, walked briskly past, through the crowd, and arrived in front of Myrna. First, he checked her up and down, lowered his head. his eyes filled with concern, and asked in a low, magnetic voice, "Does your hand still hurt?"

He was so close, his breath brushing against her skin, and with so many people around, Myrna's heart involuntarily fluttered, she wasn't as comfortable anymore: "...I'm okay."

She was anxiously wondering why he would come to school.

His face was so striking that, with just a little thought, one could guess. how many people would be speculating about his identity after today.

Calvin stared at her porcelain-white, bloodless profile, his gaze falling on her drooping eyelashes, curved and touching the very tips of one's heart.

It was the restlessness in his eyes and the furrowed brows that he failed to hide.

She even complained about coming over herself.

Despite being rejected, Calvin's thin lips were inexplicably slightly upturned. His gaze fell on the shocking bandages wrapped around

Myrna's rolled-up sleeves and arm, v through. His eyes suddenly turned towards him, bending down to pick

The people who subsequently chased stunned.

Calvin, however, didn't pay them any arms, he gave them a glance, his face oppressive aura. "Terrell," he said te know what you should do."