Chapter 172: The Little Guy is a Peashooter_1

Edric Yancey's eyes snapped back, and as their gazes locked, those large eyes that resembled Amadeus Yancey's beautiful ones were pitch-black, very dark, and grave, "To me, it's a very big deal! Especially big, even bigger than my own affairs!"

Alfred Garland knew of his fondness for Nathalie Quinlan, but he hadn't realized the extent to which he'd fall.

He was stunned for a moment, unsure how to console him.

However, Edric Yancey ignored him, turned his head away, and clutched his iPad, pulling up an online post that insulted Nathalie Quinlan.

Below that, he furiously typed out his replies.

[Have you ever met my sister? What gives you the right to say she's ugly? I think you're the ugly one, the ugliest!]

[My sister has always had good grades. Just because you scored 30, and she scored 130, you accuse her of cheating, haha!]

[That girl started bullying my sister first. So what if she doesn't have a dad? I don't have a mom either, but I haven't bullied anyone!]