Chapter 8

But my heart still felt warm—this is what true brotherhood is: not asking right or wrong, not questioning the reason, just stepping up to help without hesitation!

To have these two brothers for a lifetime—no regrets!

Seeing that the three students didn’t dare come forward, Michael Bolton swung a stool and smashed it against Robert Brooks’s back.

“Bang!” A dull thud sounded as flesh met wood, and Robert Brooks let out a miserable scream.

“You want to cripple me? Maybe you should see who gets crippled first!” If Michael Bolton was just standing up for Emily Carter before, now Robert Brooks had completely triggered the madness in him. He’s never one to start trouble, but he’s never afraid of it either. Once he’s involved, he goes all out!

“Stop it, Michael Bolton, what do you think you’re doing beating up a classmate like this? Aren’t you afraid of being punished by the school?” At this moment, the class monitor Jason Bolton spoke up to stop him, immediately trying to pin the blame on Michael Bolton.

“Hmph!” Michael Bolton snorted coldly and said, “You see classmates being dragged away by a bunch of punks from who-knows-where, and as class monitor you just turn a blind eye. You even seem pretty chummy with them. I really wonder what your duties as class monitor are supposed to be. How did the teacher ever let you become class monitor in the first place!”

Michael Bolton sneered. If it’s about pinning blame, he could do it too, so he just gave Jason Bolton a taste of his own medicine.

Immediately, the classmates in the room started looking at Jason Bolton with strange expressions. Jason Bolton never had much authority in the class to begin with—his grades were average, he wasn’t very efficient, and if it weren’t for the teacher appointing him and no one else really wanting the job, it’s hard to say if he could have kept it.

Seeing the sudden change in his classmates’ eyes, even Olivia Reed, whose opinion he cared about most, now looked at him with a hint of contempt. Jason Bolton’s face turned ashen. Since becoming class monitor, when had he ever been spoken to like this?

This was the greatest insult to him!

“In any case, it’s wrong for you to hit a classmate. I’m definitely telling the teacher—you just wait!” Jason Bolton said angrily.

“Sure, go ahead, go tell the teacher. That’s all you ever do anyway!” Michael Bolton replied with a tone full of disdain, instantly causing the whole class to burst out laughing.

At this time, the relationship between students and teachers wasn’t exactly harmonious. The students were at their most rebellious age, and the teachers usually only knew how to suppress them. It would be strange if the relationship was good.

Michael Bolton’s words instantly made Jason Bolton look like a petty tattletale, and the impact was huge.

“Hahaha, that’s right, Orange is right! Reporting to the teacher is the only thing you’re good at!” William Harris laughed loudly. “Guys, let’s go! Let’s deal with them and show them that Class Seven is no pushover!”

“If you beat him to death, you’ll go to jail!” At this point, the few student punks started to get scared. Usually, they caused trouble everywhere, but the police station was still a terrifying place for them.

“Relax, he won’t die. At most, he’ll be laid up for a while,” Michael Bolton said calmly.

Everyone looked at Michael Bolton differently now. Even though they were all high schoolers and had seen or even been in fights before, they’d never seen someone so calm after a brawl.

“Carry those two out of here!” Michael Bolton took a few deep breaths and said to the frightened student punks. Some people think keeping your head down is the best way to protect yourself, but if you treat others’ misfortunes with indifference, then when trouble comes for you, no one will stand up for you either.

Getting into a fight with the school bully for a girl he barely knew might seem unwise, but Michael Bolton felt that not everything should be judged by whether it’s wise or not. If you calculate the pros and cons of every action, what’s the difference between a person and a machine?

“Don’t think everyone is easy to bully!” Michael Bolton said coldly.

The tall boys, relieved, quickly helped the two who were down and ran out of the classroom.

The class erupted in laughter, and everyone was secretly excited. These were the most passionate years of their youth, and what they were doing now was the most passionate thing of all!

While everyone was fired up, only Jason Bolton stood there with a dark, embarrassed face. Just now, he’d sided with outsiders to bully his own classmates, and now that his classmates had won, he was at a loss. He shot a venomous glare at Michael Bolton!

In his eyes, it was all Michael Bolton’s fault. If Michael Bolton hadn’t meddled, none of this would have happened, and he wouldn’t be so embarrassed.

He snorted coldly and quickly walked out of the classroom, prompting another round of laughter.

“Thank you!” At this moment, Emily Carter gently stepped up to Michael Bolton, expressing her gratitude. She knew that if it weren’t for this boy in front of her, she would definitely have been taken away today, and she could easily imagine what would have happened next.

When the whole class was silent, when she was in despair, it was this classmate—who never seemed like a good student to her—who stood up, drove those people away, and saved her from disaster!

“No need to thank me. But I don’t think they’ll let this go so easily. You’d better be careful,” Michael Bolton said meaningfully.