The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 292

Chapter 292

What a massive turn of events!

They had initially been under the impression Wynona was the victim, but it now appeared to them that it was not the case. A few girls felt pity for Wynona when she had told them that she was bullied and beaten by a newcomer the other day, but now they felt she had brought it on herself after learning the truth.

Since she had the nerves to do something like that, it went without saying that she could make up the whole thing about this newcomer.

All colors were washed from Wynona's face, and she stumbled a few steps back. The people around her were no longer looking at her sympathetically. Instead, they were pointing fingers at her, showering her with all sorts of criticisms. "Maisie, how... How could you!?" she shouted hysterically, her voice laced thick with sobs." How could you do this to me!?"

"How about you?" Maisie asked in return, her face stern, "How could you do this to me? I've forgiven you again and again, but look at yourself. You're the one who brought this upon yourself.

"Didn't I tell you before? One must face the consequences for their own deeds. Since you have the guts to do it, then you need to have the guts to admit it. Besides, who gave you the right to defame me in front of so many people?" If she let her go again this time, how was she going to shake off that baseless "infamy" of hers?

This was something Wynona did not expect. She did not think that Maisie would expose her in front of everyone. None of the onlookers came forward to speak for her, and no one even showed sympathy for her. Unable to accept it, she squatted down and cried. Maisie did not look at her anymore and walked past her. When she went near Raven, she stopped and said with a smile, "I thought we could become friends. I also told you I couldn't tell because I had my own reasons, yet you still chose to believe them."

After Maisie finished speaking, she left without turning her head.

Raven's shoulders quivered, and her eyes turned red around the rims. Fransisco was standing not far away, so he had seen everything that had transpired just now. He had not even stepped forward when Maisie was under attack, so he did not have the guts to face her right now.

He loosened his knuckles slowly, turned around, and disappeared into the crowd.

At Blackgold Group...

Nolan finished his meeting and came out of the conference room. While he was putting his blazer on, he turned around and talked to Quincy, "Go get the car. We're going to the training camp."

Pouting his mouth, Quincy asked, "You still want to go there?" Nola squinted his eyes and said, "Do you have a problem with that?" "Nope, nope. I'll go get the car right now." It went without saying that Quincy did not have a problem with that. Nolan had been itching to go to the training camp these few days whenever he had nothing to do. It was as if he was worried that his wife would run away from him. Just when Quincy came in front of the elevator, Titus emerged from the elevator.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Quincy looked at Nolan, unsure of what he should say.

Nolan walked toward them in slow strides and asked apathetically, "What brought you here today?" "Hmph! I heard that you've been going to the training camp these few days whenever you're free. So I came here today to keep an eye on you. You're not allowed to go to the training camp." After that, Titus walked toward the administrative office with his hands on his back.

When he realized that Nolan was not coming, he turned around to look at him and said, "Brat, it's just an assessment. You should stay out of it, and you shouldn't go to the training camp so much. Do you want everyone in the camp to think that Maisie gets her grades because of you?" Nola gnashed his teeth tightly. Titus was right. If he kept going to the training camp, it would make Maisie look bad. With that thought in mind, he turned around and went back to the office with a grim face.

In the meantime, a shooting test was being conducted in the training camp. All of them were split into a group of five, with one group of men and one group of women for the 100-yard shooting test. 1 All candidates on the field put on earplugs and waited for instructions.