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Chap-118*I Am Always Blamed For Everything*

Cynthia Dion:

The most horrifying scene flashed before my eyes. Maleeka lay on the ground, blood streaming down her legs.

"Ahhhh!" She screamed in agony as Mr. Holt and Atticus helped her stand.

"Oh, God!" I managed to say no more.

"Call for an ambulance," Atticus shouted into the phone, desperately seeking help.

"My child!" Mr. Holt held Maleeka in his arms as they both sobbed.

I couldn't think straight, so I had no clue what had occurred.

"What happened? What on earth happened?" Mr. Holt inquired. She cried out in agony as Mr. Holt pressed her face against his chest and hugged her tightly.

"I don't know, there was oil on the ground," My body tensed as she answered in between hiccups.

I took a step back, noticing Atticus staring at me. His jaw dropped, and his eyes were wider than usual.

"Someone plotted this," she screamed, causing him to gaze at my face in even greater horror.

It all appeared extremely suspicious, and unfortunately, I seemed like someone who could be very guilty.

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