"After being sent to the reform school, this incident will be recorded in the file. At this critical mont for the college entrance exam, no good school will take you," Chester Lynch couldn’t help but worry.
What Chester Lynch could think of, South Grant could naturally think of as well.
"Now both principals and the officer responsible for this matter consider it to be my responsibility. Even if I oppose, what use is it?" Chester Lynch’s lips held a faint smile, revealing the sarcasm in her heart at the mont.
"Tomorrow my family will definitely send soone to pick up, by then..." Chester Lynch was about to suggest having the Lynch Family make a call to have South Grant’s record erased.
At this mont, South Grant spoke up, "Don’t worry about , I still want to go to a good university, there’s no way I’d let myself be in trouble."
Chester Lynch looked at South Grant in confusion, not knowing what other clever ideas South Grant might have.
Because Chester Lynch had so knowledge about South Grant’s situation in The Grant Family, a rather awkward family position, with two uncles waiting to catch South Grant slip up so they could divide those shares.
Now that South Grant was in trouble, they would be most delighted.
Just then, South Grant turned his head, glanced at South Grant, and raised his eyebrows with a mischievous air, those eyes shining like stars, seemingly speaking a thousand words.
"Don’t forget, I’ve got a good uncle."
Chester Lynch was stunned, not knowing whether it was because of her deanor at the mont or her words.
South Grant calculated the ti. If that officer called the parents, then Nathan Foster would find out sooner because South Grant had left Nathan Foster’s number.
If he didn’t make the call, Nathan Foster might only find out later.
She would definitely go to the hospital after school. If Nathan Foster didn’t find her there, he would surely guess sothing had happened, once he checked, it would all be clear.
So, South Grant waited there.
But she didn’t expect to wait so long, around midnight at eleven o’clock, and still no one ca.
South Grant couldn’t help but wonder, could Nathan Foster be deliberately not coming?
That possibility couldn’t be ruled out, after all, he was so twisted.
At this ti, South Grant suddenly felt a pulling pain in her lower abdon, and it hurt intensely.
This feeling was familiar, it was the nstrual pain that tortured her in her past life for many years.
Since being reborn, her period hadn’t co, unexpectedly it arrived now, it was like having an eggless egg pain!
South Grant dared not move, in case a cri scene unfolded, and Chester Lynch found out, her identity would be exposed.
Now she just sat there, waiting for Nathan Foster.
Damn it, I don’t believe you won’t co!
After waiting for about another hour, South Grant felt the warm flow between her legs that was beyond her control, and by now, sweat had ford on her forehead from the pain.
Chester Lynch glanced at South Grant, puzzled by her current expression, walked over to her and asked:
"Do you have any other injuries? You don’t look well."
"I’m fine," South Grant said, enduring the pain.
"I’ll go get soone from outside to help you," Chester Lynch said and was about to call for help.
But before he could call soone, two tall n in police uniforms ca in from outside, with keys in their hands, opened the door with a click.
Once they ca in, they each looked at Chester Lynch and South Grant, then the two of them walked over to South Grant’s side. Without a word, one of them, like an eagle catching a chick, grabbed South Grant and dragged her out.
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