Chapter 908 A Problem 

Tessa nodded and took out her phone to show Beatrice. “Only those of us in the group know, and you! know them.” 

“Then why did it…” Before Beatrice could finish speaking, her own phone rang. It was her husband, Wilbert Thompson, calling. 

Beatrice seemed to have found her backbone and said, “Wilbert, there is something I need to tell you. Tessa, she- 

Before she could finish, Wilbert roared from the other side, “What on earth are you doing at home every day? Why is there a video like that online? Didn’t you say that everything at the school has been sorted out?” 

The expression on Beatrice’s face suddenly changed. “Y–You saw it, too?” 

“Someone sent the video to my workplace. I don’t want to see it. Go contact the other person 

immediately. No matter the cost, buy the video and make him delete it.” 

Wilbert seemed to be in a meeting, as it sounded very formal at the other end. 

Beatrice’s hands were shaking uncontrollably. “I will do it now.” 

She never expected things to get this big. At that moment, she suddenly remembered Tessa’s group chat. 

“Who in this group would send out the video?” Beatrice tapped on Tessa’s phone. Talk to them and ask them who they are. Ask them what they want. 

However, before Tessa could ask, messages filled the group chat. 

“Who betrayed us?” 

“How did that video get on the internet?” 

“My dad is asking me now why the video is still around even after I told him that it has been deleted!” 

“Judging by the angle, you obviously recorded this. Who are you tir 

to blame here?” 

It turned out that everyone in the group had received a video of themselves. It clearly recorded the entire process of their abusive behavior toward their classmates. 

Dulcie was not the only one being bullied. Other students were treated as “donkeys” in the video as well. 

At that moment, things took a turn for the worse on the internet. 

Everyone was familiar with their own child. Some of the parents trembled when they realized that the. bullied children were their own

*Harold, is that you in there? Tell me, is this you?” 

One of them was a middle–aged woman, Jolie Cabrera, who ran a fruit shop. She called out to her son, Harold Alston, who was doing his homework. 

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After he saw the video, he trembled but said nothing. 

“Harold, talk to me. Is this you?” 

Harold seemed to have given up. “So what if it is?” 

“What do you mean by that? Why didn’t you tell me that you were being bullied like this?” Jolie was so distraught that she almost cried. 

With a low voice, Harold replied, “It’s no use, and I don’t want you to worry, Mom. Anyway, I’ll just endure 

it, and it will be over.” 

Jolie could not understand. “You have to say something when they bully you. You can tell the teachers or me. What do you mean, ‘endure it and it will be over?” 

“Because even if the teachers see it, they will pretend that they didn’t.” All of a sudden, Harold burst into tears. “Mom, among those people, one is the principal’s daughter. 

“And the other has a father in the education system, so the teachers will only try to please them. Anyone who tells on them will be in trouble.” 

Jolie paused, frozen on the spot. 

Cradling his head as if in pain, Harold said, “Mom, this is an international school. How much fruit do you have to sell every day just to support me? 

“It was not easy for me to pass the entry exams. As long as I put up with it until I enter college, then I will be able to get away from them. 

“Whoever opposes them will be consecutively selected as the donkey. Mom, you don’t understand at all. There are rules in the school. 

“Moreover, Dulcie is already dead. Mom, that is the fate of those who oppose them. It was a big deal, yet they managed to suppress it. 

“What can I do? They said she com

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