CHAPTER HUNDRED -NINETEEN*In her books, No one that hurts her family goes unpunished*"No, listen to me first." Hannah held up her hand.Janice scrunched up an eyebrow at her curiously."Then talk to me, Hannah. What did your boss do to you?"Then Janice glanced at her shoulders ensuring no one was within earshot safe for the waiter at the back who wouldn't make out what they were saying from that angle, and edged closer, her lips mere inches from her face."Or did he touch you against your will?"She whispered fiercely, fury flashing in her eyes.Hannah shook her head frantically and muttered rather reluctantly, "No. Not really.." Her brows pinched together in confusion and impatience as she edged much closer their face always touching.Janice's hazel eyes bored searing holes through Hannah's light brown ones."What do you mean by not really, Hannah? Are you gonna tell me or not?"Hannah's throat bobbed as she forced a bitter swallow, grimacing.She exhaled deeply and clamped her

CHAPTER HUNDRED -TWENTY-ONE*Her first true friend perhaps?*"Bonk his nose?!" Hannah burst out laughing. "oh my God, Jane. You never change. Just like old times."Janice smiled widely as memories of their time in Brighton College sprung up in my mind.Brighton College was pregnant with a lot of memories for Janice and Hannah. In fact, that was where they first met.Brighton College is one of the most expensive and highest-ranked International schools in the United Kingdom. Initially, her father wanted to enrol her in Winchester College but they changed their minds later on.She was barely twelve when she commenced. The twelve-year-old Janice appeared calm and timid on the outside and a little whiff of a condescending aura surrounded her.Everyone knew who she was on her first day after the teacher assigned her to her class and introduced her, a loud gasp and thunderous applause rocked the classroom.And Hannah was in that same class. She was a geek wearing big weird glasses with eye

CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWENTY-THREE*This girl desperately needs help!*"W-what are bayou T-talking about?!" Hannah sputtered as she waved her hands frantically in the air, feigning ignorance.But she was way easy to read. Janice chuckled and shook her head again"You what I'm talking about, Hannah. I understand we just met but you don't have to through that. Speak up when you need help." Janice gripped her shoulder gently, her brows furrowing with concern and pity.Hannah swallowed a lump in her throat and nodded slowly in resignation."Thank you, Janice. But I am fine..."Janice released her hand from her shoulder and puffed out a deep breath in mild irritation.Why is she being silent? Could she possibly have been threatened perhaps?Why is she keeping mute and not seeking help? For what purpose?But it's none of her business anyways.They just met and she doesn't want to come off as being annoyingly persistent. But she could swear that she spotted the fear lurking in her eyes.She is scar

CHAPTER HUNDRED-TWENTY-FIVE*Every day is a nightmare at Brighton College.*"Nothing much is going on. You're just in an anxious state. You need to calm down. Do you sleep well? Are you having a sleepless night. ?" Mrs Hope asked as she retrieved the medical thermometer from her underarm and went to the back deck and rinsed her hands under the running water.She dabbed a clean towel over her damp hands and slumped in the seat across the table with a deep sigh.Hannah gulped.Sleepless anxious nights had been her close companion lately. All thanks to the monstrous trio that kept making her life a living hell. Plus, she had no friends. She would often stay awake battling with her troubled thoughts all by herself and then put on the fake mask of a happy kid living her best life in school to her parents.For how long will she keep up with this facade?It's only a matter of time...and at all costs, the mask must not be removed let alone crack a smidge So no one must know. Not even her teac

CHAPTER HUNDRED TWENTY-SEVEN*The last thing she wants is to add fuel to the burning fire*She watched how Allan deteriorated from a healthy robust happy boy to a lanky skinny dishevelled miserable boy.The big trio did it but the school authority concluded in its investigations that there was no correlation or link that points to them. Therefore, declared them innocent.Everyone knows that the big trio did it.But no one dares say so. Everyone was scared of those girls.They were like the Alpha and Omega of Brighton College.There are speculations that there is a possibility that the school headmaster is on the payroll of amber parents. This may be true considering how quickly the case was closed down and suddenly disappeared into the thin air.Allan couldn't seek justice and was ultimately kicked out of school. To the fulfilment and happiness of the monstrous big trio.And now Amber is threatening her the way she threatened Allan.She had better act smart and witty.How could she r