Chapter 77 She is in great trouble this time.
âIâm fine.â Yvonne shook her head and bit her lips. The expression on her face was a little cautious, and she seemed wronged. She looked more and more weak and lovable âI can understand your current mood, and I wonât blame you.â Looking at his kind and sensible sister, Nathanâs eyes softened. âYou are always so nice.â
âPlease donât be angry. OK?â Yvonne pulled his sleeve, and bit her lip, and whispered, âI donât want to see you unhappy.
If you are unhappy. I will be unhappy.â
âOK.â
âYou are in a bad mood, I donât want to add trouble to you.â âButâ¦â Yvonneâs white and weak little face showed a tangled expression, as if she had something to say, but it was hard to say.
Nathan looked at her: âDo you have something to say?â
âThere is one thing.â Yvonne bit her lip, grabbed the pink fur ball hanging from her pajamas, and twisted her fingers on the rope hanging the fur ball. Her voice was very light and she spoke slowly. âNikita hasnât come back yet.â
âShe left school early this morning.â
âI thought she had gone home, butâ¦â
Yvonne blinked, and her wet eyes showed concern: âI am very worried about her.â âDo you think anything will happen to her?â âShould we tell mom and dad?â
âNikita hasnât come back yet?â Nathan suddenly remembered the woman who followed Xavier.
Those eyes and voices are very similar to Nikita.
But it is impossible for Nikita to know Xavier.
âNoâ Yvonne signed âShe has beaten more than ten students.â âAnd the one who was seriously injured was in hospita!
now.â âIn the afternoon, a group of parents came to the school to make trouble, but I donât know why.
The headmaster didnât seem to call their parents.
âNikita beats so many people, and also gets them injured.â âIf their parents want to sue her, will she go to jail?â âIf she goes to jail, she will leave a lifetime of criminal record, and her future is over.â
Yvonne seems to be really worried.
Her brows were tightly frowned and she looked anxious.
Nathanâs eyebrows frowned, and his face looked pale. âHit more than a dozen people?â
âWell, she fought with the vocational high school students at the school gate at noon.â Yvonne sipped her lips. She hung her eyes, and her eyes were cold. âMany people have seen it.â âIt seems that someone has sent this matter on Twitter