Chapter 438

Zion from the first class had somehow offended Lorne from the second class. Several of Lorne’s
subordinates kicked him to the ground and beat him.

Everyone simply stood by to watch, and no one cared to interfere.

James shouted and walked over to them.

Finally, Lorne’s subordinates stopped. Zion quickly got up from the ground. He was covered in
footprints, and his whole face was bruised, looking very pathetic.

He quickly hid behind James. Lorne wrapped his hand around a sexy woman and glanced at James.

“What? Are you going to be a busybody?” James glaneed at Zion behind him and asked, “What
happened?”

Zion whispered, “I…I went to the washroom and accidentally bumped into his woman when I came out.
I’ve already apologized, but he…”

Seeing Lorne’s vicious gaze, Zion did not dare to say more.



The woman in his arms glanced at Zion disdainfully and spat at him.

“Broke*ss, you dirtied my clothes. Do you have any idea how much my dress costs? It was thirty
thousand dollars. You can’t even make that much money in a year. It’s a light punishment to have you
beaten up. You’ll have to compensate the money for it.”

Lorne growled, “Did you hear her? Pay up, or else I break your legs.”




Zion trembled in fear. The commotion attracted the attention of Quincy and the others.

Quincy and a few people walked over.

“Lorne, are you bullying someone again?” Quincy’s expression darkened, and she asked coldly.

“Quincy, What do you mean? How is this considered bullying?” Lorne said with a smile as he scanned
Quincy up and down. He whistled and had an unfazed expression. Quincy knew Lorne’s character very
well.

In the past, he often bullied other students in school.

“I’m warning you. You better not cause any trouble. Otherwise, don’t blame me for not going easy on
you. Besides, this is a class reunion. Why did you bring irrelevant people here? Get out if you’re not
here for the reunion party.”

Quincy did not save Lorne any face.

“You’re right, Quincy. Forget it, then. I won’t hold this kid accountable anymore.”

Since Quincy personally came forward to resolve the matter, Lorne did not pursue it any further. He
wrapped his arms around the sexy woman and walked toward a lounge area nearby wille whistling.

“Stop right there,” James shouted.

“Hmm?” Lorne stopped and turned to James with a playful expression.

Thea quickly walked over and pulled James.

“Lorne is letting it go, so why are you causing more trouble?” Thea whispered.

“How is he not being held accountable for beating up someone as he pleases?” James said coldly.



It was none of his business. However, Zion was his best friend in school, and they could talk about
everything back then.

Although Zion was from a relatively low-income family, it did not prevent James from becoming good
friends with him.

How could he stand by idly when his best friend got beaten up?

Lorne smiled playfully and asked, “How would you like to hold me accountable, trash?”

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