Chapter 25 I Hit It
Second floor, the Smith Family vi.
Jessica eagerly took the photos the man handed over and flipped through them one by one. She
couldn''t observe anything from the first dozens, but the photos afterwards showed what James and
Ang were doing.....
Her eyes were red and she held up the photos, questioning the man, "When did this happen?
Why didn’t you tell me earlier?"
“This morning."
The man looked cautiously at the door and intended to leave as soon as possible, "If you have nothing
else, I have to go."
"It was taken this morning, but you tell me now?"
Jessica''s eyes were filled with pain and anger, and if she''d gotten the message earlier, she might have
been able to stop them.
"If I tell you earlier, will you go to the Dream Club and cause trouble?"
The man rubbed his aching brow, “Miss. Jessica, if Danis finds out I help you take pictures, I will be
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fired.
Don''t ever call me again for such things."
He finished his sentence and rushed off, Jessica couldn''t stop him.
She bit her lip when seeing the picture of James kissing Ang, her eyes watering.
James hadn''t even touched her hand for two years.
But Ang had juste out and... She was not ready to ept it.
It was 9 p.m. when Ang dragged herself back to her dormitory.
But as soon as she opened the door, a shirt flew over her, right over her head.
It''s the one she wore early.
"Ang, I had no idea you were so shameless."
Timothy blocked the doorway, beating her voice in mockery.
The staff dorms were close to each other. Because they were too noisy, a group of on-lookers, both
men and women, came out.
"Excuse me."
Ang looked as usual, but her slight trembling still revealed her real emotions.
"Now you know it is shameful?"
Timothy opened her hands widly to block Ang and she shouted towards the on-lookers.
“I dare not to live with someone as shameless as her."
The onlookers jeered...
"I dare not!"
"Who dares? Maybe they''ll be killed if they fall asleep at night."
“She should spend the rest of her life in prison. Releasing them is a danger to the whole society?"
Ang clutched her torn uniform and stared directly at the arrogant and smug woman in front her.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Timothy tilted her chin slightly and poked her finger on Ang''s shoulder, "Everyone is looking at you
right now. Just tell me, who did you hook up these days?
Jack?
John?
Or someone else?"
They already had girlfriends in the Dream Club, and maybe they were among the crowd right now.
Timothy was clearly picking a fight.
“You are talking nonsense!"
Ang tensed her spine, trying to ignore the unpleasantments from the crowd, "Excuse me, I
need to go inside."
She was tired, both physically and mentally, and she really didn''t want to y farce with Timothy
anymore.
"You''re kidding us like we''re dorks!"
Timothy screamed, holding Ang back.
Ang was livid, her anger almost rushing out of her chest, "Timothy, don''t go too far!"
Timothy tugged at her clothes and wouldn''t let go, "I''ll overdo it, and you can...... ouch!"
"Timothy you''re really annoying!"
Ang threw the torn uniform at her head and kicked her to the floor, then casually grabbed the chair
behind the door and swung it around, smashing it down towards her head.
The blood instantly permeated the uniform covered over Timothy''s head, blossoming a blood lotus the
size of a woman''s palm, beautiful andpelling.
The crowd that was making a lot of noise seemed to mute, as if someone just pressed the Pause key.
Only Timothy was still cursing and ring angrily at Ang.
Ang continued to swing her chair around like she hadn''t heard anything.
Her appearance had been calm, but making people feel cold all over for no reason.
There were many onlookers, but no one came to stop her.
The blood spreading on the ground grew thicker and thicker, and the smell of blood was sickening.
Timothy no longer scolded, but begged Ang for mercy in a trembling and feeble voice, interspersed
with a few sharp cries of pain to the extreme, which were tingle to hear.
"You know I''m not a good person, so behave yourself and don''t mess with me from now on."
Ang''s legs hurt like hell and her stomach was spicy, but she''d been in prison for two years and the
pain was nothing to her.
She threw the chair away, crouched down, and removed the blood-soaked uniform covering Timothy''s
head.
Timothy curled up on the ground. Her face was covered in blood and particrly hideous, but her eyes
were filled with fear and the viciousness she thought she had hidden deep.
"Did you hear what I said?"
Ang looked at her with downcast eyes. Knowing she wasn''t convinced, Ang wasn''t going to say
anything about it.
The world of prison and James told her that the weak was the prey of the strong and no one would pity
the weak.
Timothy shuddered and nodded, transparent tears washing away the blood on his face and quickly
mixed with it again.
"What’s so bustling?
Did I miss some activities?"
Thenguid, gorgeous female voice came through the crowd.
Ang''s body stiffened, her mind buzzing with a nk.
She shouldn''t have been so impulsive just now, she should hold back.
She stood up, and her body was unable to stop shaking.
If Gabri told James about this... She licked her dry lips, not daring to think further.
The crowd automatically diverted to make way for Gabri.
She walked to the door andughed in exasperation as she saw the stained floor, "Who''s so good at
beating people in the dorm?"
Ang''s eyshes quivered and she took a step forward. Her voice was a little hoarse because of not
drinkingthe water for so long, “I did this."
She got used to make no exnation.
"Gabri…Gabri,"
Timothy cried and crawled up, "If you hadn''te, I would have been beaten... to death by Ang, this
kind of person...... can''t ...... stay in the Dream Club, it''s too... too dangerous......"
The others chimed in, yelling for Gabri to fire Ang.