GoodNovel"Cout immediately!" Atticus shuddered, mustering unexpected strength as he broke away from his friends and staggered toward the door.
"I'm coming!" he announced.
His departure triggered laughter among his friends.
"Mr.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPearson, since when have you been such a flatterer?" one teased.
"She speaks to you like that and you don't even get mad?" Atticus whispered a warning.
"Don't mess with her!" "Oh, Mr.
Pearson is still defending her.
She's so defiant, doesn't play by the rules.
This is classic hard-to-get behavior.
You shouldn't let her manipulate you so easily," another friend chided.
Then, one of them approached to grab Hannah's arm, taunting, "You woman! Just because Atticus likes you, don't think you can strut around here.
" "Do you realize how many are vying for Mr.
Pearson's attention, and yet you boss him around?" 's BunnyBookery Atticus, frightened, attempted to intervene.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Don't-" He was too slow.
Before the man could grasp her wrist, Hannah swiftly caught his hand.
Confusion crossed the man's face, followed by a scream as Hannah applied pressure, causing a sharp crack from his wrist.
The man's hand went limp, dropping as he yelled out in pain, then crouched, clutching his wrist.
"You!" The other friends of Atticus's were taken aback, and the lively mood in the room quickly faded into silence.
Atticus turned away, unable to watch, and reiterated his earlier advice.
"I told you not to mess with her!" He remembered her formidable presence on the island.
She was like a beautiful but deadly carnivorous plant, and he knew all too well that anyone who crossed her would likely regret it deeply.
Hannah had no patience for idle chatter.
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