Revenge After Death

Chapter 818

Timothy angrily glared at those young women. "You guys were the ones who provoked her, weren't you?"

"They started it first," Xan softly said, looking as docile as a frightened bunny.

The group of injured young women was shocked to see her demeanor. She seemed more of a bitch than a dimwit

now.

"Are you going to cover up for her, Timothy? My friends got hurt!" Kiara stared at Xan in shock.

Timothy's expression darkened instantly. "Let's call the police, then. All of you brought her to this corner alone, yet you're saying that she beat all six of you up on her own? Let's see if the police would believe in you!"

He continued to comfort Xan while saying, "She's spooked out by your loud voices on a daily basis. How could she possibly take down all six of you?"

Timothy clearly did not believe them. He even thought that they were pretending to be in pain just to scare Xan. "Don't worry, I'll call the police now. We'll let them handle this," he said, glaring angrily at the group of young

women.

The young women found themselves at a loss of words. All six of them were actually beaten up by a dimwit. They wouldn't have believed it either if they weren't the ones who experienced it.

Xan leaned against Timothy's shoulders, a hint of a smile appearing on her lips. She realized that being protected by her boyfriend felt different from being protected by her brother.

Kiara helped the leader up, yet she collapsed to the ground once more with a scream. Her ankle was badly swollen.

Timothy called the police. Even the police found it hard to believe that a fragile-looking Xan could take six other young women down.

All six of them even ended up in the hospital-three with broken ribs, one with a broken leg, and two with fractured noses.

"What were you guys doing in the alley? There's not even a surveillance camera there. How did you guys turn out this way?" Even the police were shocked.

All six of them had fractures and clear signs of having been beaten, but it was impossible for Xan to have done it.

"You'd better be honest-did you guys have a brawl?" It was only reasonable to suspect them of brawling among

themselves.

"She's the one who beat us up!" they yelled in unison while pointing at Xan.

Xan refused to admit to it, merely hiding behind Timothy.

"That's not what we're seeing here!" the police said, clearly frustrated.

All six of the young women weren't easy targets to mess with. They were clearly trying to frame Xan up by accusing an autistic person like her of beating them up.

Xan blinked before burrowing herself into Timothy's embrace. She enjoyed listening to his heartbeat as it calmed her down.

No wonder Stephanie always liked to listen to Steven's heartbeat in his embrace. She once said that the world felt quieter just by listening to his heartbeat.

"What's going on?" The parents of all six of the young women gathered outside the hospital ward. Kiara had even called her father over.

"Don't worry, my dad is here now," she told her friends. "He's even brought his team of lawyers over."Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Timothy, even though your family is related to Mr. Ford of the Ford Group, your father and him are just cousins at best. The Ford Group doesn't belong to your family, so I'd suggest you stay out of this," the leader threatened

Timothy.

"Xan!" Stephanie and Steven rushed over after getting the call.

Stephanie couldn't care less about the lives of the others--she was only worried about Xan's well-being.

Xan, still in Timothy's embrace, shook her head at Stephanie.

Stephanie's mood instantly plummeted. At that moment, Timothy could feel her seething fury from her gaze alone.

"Mrs. Lincoln, Xan and I-" he started explaining.

"They started it first, Mom," Xan said softly.

Stephanie slapped away Timothy's arms, which were around Xan. She then turned to look at the other furious parents. "Your children ganged up to bully my child. How do you plan to resolve this now?"

It would be for the best if they could talk it out. Otherwise, someone might end up getting hurt.