As she spoke, tears swam in her eyes. "I didn't do it on purpose...and I was hurt too!”
Zayne glanced at Fiona's chest then at Arianna's back that was practically drenched, then said coldly, "Is your injury anywhere as serious as Arianna's?”
Fiona bit her lip pitifully. "But..."
Shannon raised her head, took one look at the situation in front of her eyes then at the coffee mug in Fiona’s hands, and felt guilt well up in her chest.
She hurriedly stood up and rushed over, standing in front of Fiona, protecting her. "Ms. Blake didn't do it o n purpose, why are you pressing her?"
Even though Shannon did not like Fiona either, the incident only happened because she was bringing her coffee. Of course, Shannon had to protect her.
"Ms. McCartney."
Fiona sobbed pitifully. "It's my fault, they're right for scolding me... Don't argue because of me...I'm fine.”
As she spoke, she lowered her head and looked at the coffee splashed onto her chest, a hint of a sniffle in her voice. "I'll be fine after I apply some medicine. It's just a burn, it'll recover soon, there’s no need to fight."
On the surface, she was saying that she did not mind her own injury, but in fact, she was insinuating that
Zayne and Samson were too worried about Arianna.
The two boys gritted their teeth in anger. How big was the size of her burn? Arianna, on the other hand, had her entire back burned!
Hearing the waves of commotion outside, Luna failed t o concentrate on her work. She frowned and pushed open the door to the office gruffly. "What happened?"
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