Chapter 978 Don't Worry, I'm Here
Janice yelled in pain, "Fuck you! Let go, it hurts!"
Zendaya and another girl rushed over and witnessed the scene. A striking woman, her expression icy, was twisting Janice's wrist so intensely it seemed it might snap. The agony was clear.
"Zendaya, help me!" Janice yelled.
Zendaya charged, her nails aimed directly at Norah's face. "Who are you? How dare you mess with us? We are members of the powerful Miller family. We won't let you off easily!" Norah coolly dodged Zendaya's attack and pushed her aside, responding indifferently, "Whatever."
She then released Janice's wrist and headed toward the bathroom stall, guided by what she believed was Roseanne's voice.
Roseanne.
Her voice rang out, melodious and soothing. Roseanne looked up, blinked, and then broke down in tears. "Norah!"
She unleashed all her pent-up emotions, initially kneeling, now lunging to embrace Norah, sobbing without restraint
She had kept the bullying a secret from her family.
Her mother had advised her to keep a low profile and avoid trouble, citing their family's current difficulties. Zendaya had threatened her, saying any complaints would bring more trouble to the Fraziers.
This time, she hadn't expected Zendaya and her crew to show up at such a mundane event-they usually stayed away, but fate had other plans. Roseanne sobbed, "Norah, they are from the Miller family. If you hit them, they won't let it go." Norah assessed Roseanne's bruised face. "Does it still hurt?"
Roseanne's cheeks were swollen, a handprint starkly visible. "It doesn't hurt," she murmured. Knowing Norah's fierce nature, Roseanne feared her parents' reaction
if Norah acted impulsively. "Don't worry." Norah reassured her gently, intuiting her fears. "I'm here now.
She had come to Surella primarily to address her grandfather's illness, but she was ready to handle any other issues that arose. A dangerous look flashed in Norah's eyes. She wouldn't let the Miller
family, the architects of their distress, off the hook. "So, she knows this bitch. No surprise she's as annoying as Roseanne," Zendaya muttered, straightening her hair and trying to regain composure Horab's shove had nearly caused her to twist her ankle.
Justice massaged her wrist, relieved it hadn't broken, though it was still sore.
The three glared furiously at the duo sheltered in the bathroom stall Zendaya looked at Roseanne. "I was wondering why you seemed so strange today. Turns out you've enlisted some help. Do you really think you two can stand up against the three of us? By the way, you wouldn't want to see your dad on the rooftop of Surella's tallest building, poised to jump, would you? If you had just kept in line, the Miller family might have been merciful. If your father is no longer in the picture, won't you and your siblings be completely under our control? Hahaha."
Their faces twisted into spiteful grins. In their view, the Millers were the most powerful family in Surella. Any challenge from the Frazier family was a direct affront that required retribution.
They considered themselves lenient for merely tormenting Roseanne at school.