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Summer realized her composure had slipped and took a deep breath, trying to smooth out her voice. “You posted
anonymously, right? The school shouldn't be able to trace it back to you.” She didn’t really think the school
would hire a hacker just to track down the IP address behind a forum post.
“But Mr. Hammond just said they're going to crack down hard, and besides...” Madeline's voice trailed off. She
was too scared to finish her thought.
Summer frowned, sensing that this fool had done something else she wasn’t aware of. “Besides what?”
Madeline hesitated for a moment before spitting it out with gritted teeth, “If it was just the anonymous post, |
wouldn't be panicking... but I, | went to see our homeroom teacher.”
Upon hearing this, Summer felt her head spin with frustration, at a loss for words to describe her current mood.
“Are you out of your mind? Posting anonymously is one thing, but you went to our homeroom teacher?”
Rubbing her temples, Summer looked up, exasperated. “You really have a talent for screwing things up.”
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Tears were welling up in Madeline's eyes. “I was just upset when you mentioned how your foster sister was
pressuring your dad to pull strings for competition materials. | felt bad for you, so | wanted to talk to our
homeroom teacher to clear things up.”
Summer recalled casually mentioning the competition materials to Madeline, hoping she'd spread srumors
to make Mirabella’s life at school a bit harder, but she never imagined she'd have such a blundering ally, who
effectively shot herself in the foot.
“Summer, what should | do? | think they're going to callto the office after the meeting.” Madeline said. Her
face was pale and her voice was trembling with despair.
“There's nothing | can do. You created this mess; you'll have to deal with it yourself,” Summer replied with a
sneer.
Staggering backward, Madeline reached out to grab Summer's arm but saw her already turning away. Her
indifferent demeanor clearly signaled her intent to wash her hands of the matter. The sight pierced Madeline's
heart. If it hadn't been for Summer sharing her grievances with her, would she have impulsively sought justice
on her behalf?
But now, Summer was putting all the blon her.
Madeline felt a tightness in her chest.
With her back turned, Summer's eyes were cold and detached. She quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket
and sent a text message.
[Dad, because my brother sent the materials to Mirabella, she complained to Mr. Hammond about me, and |
might get punished by the school Dad, | can’t afford to have this stain on my
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school record. Do you have any way to help?]
After the school meeting, as expected, Madeline was summoned to the office by Morgan, with Mr. Hammond
present.
Faced with Mr. Hammond's authoritative demeanor and Morgan's stern interrogation, Madeline wanted to deny
everything, but she couldn't hold back and ended up confessing to everything.
It was Madeline's adamant assertions that had led Morgan to address the issue with Mr. Hammond the day
before. Now, as Madeline revealed the reason behind her actions, it was almost like she was causing Morgan to
embarrass himself in front of Mr. Hammond all over again.
In all his years of teaching, Morgan had never encountered such a narrow-minded student.
“Go on, send Summer in,” Morgan said, no longer wanting to look at Madeline. His voice was tinged with
exhaustion.
Madeline glanced at Morgan and then at Mr. Hammond. Her eyes were red and brimming with tears of regret.
“I'm sorry, Mr. Hammond. | never meant for things to get this out of hand. Please, I'm begging you. Don’t expel
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