At this moment, everyone realized that Robert Reed’s temper was no joke.
This boss, if he likes something, he truly likes it.
If he doesn’t like you, it doesn’t matter if you’re the top of your class, he won’t give you face.
Amelia Wright and Robert Reed left the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting.
Ava Wright stood in place.
She felt that everyone’s gazes towards her were filled with disdain.
Surely everyone is secretly mocking her!
Ava Wright had never suffered such humiliation, she only felt the world spinning, unable to catch her breath, she fainted just like that.
Equally embarrassed, Sophia hurried over, "Ah, Ava has fainted, I’ll take her to the hospital."
Sophia took Ava Wright, fleeing the venue as if escaping.
Leaving behind the students staring at each other.
And Emma Lewis, who was watching the drama unfold and ready to applaud.
She said Amelia Wright seemed a bit different today, turns out the little fool actually learned to fight back.
She had to admit, the counterattack was pretty impressive.
After Amelia Wright left the venue, she didn’t leave directly with Robert Reed. She had promised to visit her teacher with her paintings in two days, and Robert Reed was satisfied enough to leave first.
She went to the dorm, intending to pack up her things.
Calming down, she now felt feverish all over, her whole body becoming increasingly drowsy, as if she was really ill.
Amelia Wright’s health was already poor, even though she didn’t have cancer now, she couldn’t bear such strain.
She could keep plotting revenge, but she had somewhat overestimated her own body.
Emma Lewis also returned to the dorm. Having watched enough drama, the school anniversary was boring, she might as well sleep in the dorm, more enjoyable.
As soon as she entered the dorm, a figure fell towards her.
Emma Lewis instinctively caught her, and Amelia Wright’s sketchbooks fell all over the ground.
Emma frowned, "Amelia, what’s going on?"
Just after asking, Emma felt she didn’t need to ask. She could feel through the clothes, this person was burning up, she checked Amelia’s forehead, it was scorching to the touch.
Emma couldn’t help but curse, "Are you stupid or what, sick and not going to the hospital, what are you doing in the dorm, want to die here and make me live in a room where someone died..."
Emma’s mouth, notoriously cutting.
Amelia Wright leaned half-conscious against Emma’s arms, coughing weakly a few times due to the cough, her half-open eyes gleaming with moisture, as if even the corners of her eyes were stained with pitiful wetness.
Emma caught a glimpse of Amelia, her cursing halted as if jammed...
"Damn, are you kidding me, don’t act pathetic with that face, just because you’re pretty doesn’t mean I’ll go easy on you."
Amelia seemed delirious from the fever, her vision blurred, looking at the uniformed Emma Lewis, she seemed to see her brother.
As a soldier, her upright brother, because of her, falsely accused and jailed, because of her, crippled for life.
Amelia weakly, her eyes red, called out, "Brother."
She called her brother!
Amelia was already feverish and confused, with a tone of grievance, "Brother, I’ll behave from now on."
She would never do something stupid again, never let her family suffer unjustly because of her ignorance.
Emma was really dumbstruck, even starting to stammer, "Uh... well... I’ll... I’ll take you to the campus clinic... to check..."
She didn’t want to be soft-hearted, but she called her brother!
She even said she’d behave!
Who the hell can be mean at this point!
Emma, utterly at a loss, picked up Amelia Wright and rushed towards the campus clinic.