Chapter 417: Chapter 414
 

Opening the door, the dorm manager glanced at them casually, “You guys haven’t gotten into any trouble lately, have you?”

Alicia’s face changed slightly with nervousness, while Grace’s expression remained steady, though sweat began to form in her palms.

“Hurry up and go, don’t keep the headmaster waiting.”

Grace and Alicia went outside the dormitory building together, where a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses was standing.

“Headmaster…”

Having seen the headmaster speak at a meeting, Grace recognized him immediately.

“It’s both of you?” The headmaster looked them up and down, his eyes narrowing slightly, “Come with me.”

Grace and Alicia nodded, and Alicia took hold of Grace’s hand, “Grace, what do we do? Did the headmaster receive some kind of message? Will the Jenkins family retaliate against us?”

Tears filled Alicia’s eyes, and she was on the verge of crying.

Seeing Alicia like this, Grace felt uncomfortable.

If she had known beforehand, she wouldn’t have dragged Alicia along to bear witness.

Alicia’s family was of average means, her parents were farmers, and she had secured a place at this school with the highest score in her entire village, unable to withstand any risk.

If the Jenkins family retaliated against her, Alicia wouldn’t even have the strength to resist.

“Don’t be afraid, our headmaster is a good person and won’t make things difficult for us.”

Thinking of the headmaster’s education and experience, Grace’s heart settled a bit; she couldn’t believe that there was no fairness in this world.

If acts of righteousness were always buried and unseen, would there still be anyone willing to do the right thing?

With her lips tightly pursed, Grace followed the headmaster’s footsteps.

In the headmaster’s office, sunlight shone through the curtains onto the floor. The headmaster leisurely made tea at his desk and gestured to the seats in front of him, “Sit.”

Grace and Alicia exchanged glances and nervously sat down.

“I appreciate what you did by testifying for others, and your actions are praiseworthy,” the headmaster looked at them, “but both of you are girls, if you were to be retaliated against, you may not necessarily encounter kind-hearted people to help.”

Grace and Alicia’s faces turned pale in an instant.

The headmaster had pointed out their worst fear.

“Grace, go outside, I’ll talk to Alicia first.”

Worriedly, Grace looked at Alicia but obediently left the room.

She stood by the door, not walking away.

Not long after, Alicia walked out with a pale face, her eyes filled with a strange look as she looked at Grace.

“What happened?” Grace grabbed Alicia’s hand, but was shaken off.

Grace was taken aback: “Alicia?”

“Is your family very wealthy?”

Grace frowned.

“Your family runs a chain of coffee shops, no wonder you’re not afraid of the Jenkins family.” Thinking of something, Alicia covered her face and cried out loud, “But I’m scared, I don’t have any background, and my family has no money. They spent all their savings just to put together my tuition, my life can’t handle any disruptions.”

“Grace, I considered you a friend, how could you hurt me…”

Grace’s face turned pale and white in turns, as she hurriedly explained, “It’s not the case, I only found out about my family’s wealth this year too, before that I thought we had no money…”

“Alright, there’s no need to say anything else.” Alicia looked coldly at her, “I’m sorry, Grace, I can’t be your witness anymore. I don’t have your family background and I don’t know Ivy Thompson or Damian Thompson. They can protect you, but there’s no one to protect me.”

After saying these words, Alicia turned and left without hesitation.

Watching Alicia’s retreating figure, Grace felt heartbroken.

This was her best friend at school, but now she might lose this friend.

She understood Alicia’s worries since she was also worried about being retaliated against by the Jenkins family.

After all, anyone would be afraid of a psycho like Jerry Jenkins.

But she couldn’t back down.

If even she didn’t testify, Zoey Lambert would be even more pitiful.

In prison, Jerry looked at his grandfather through the glass.

“Jerry, don’t worry, I’ve already asked someone to settle things privately with the two college students. No one will testify due to insufficient evidence, so you’ll be released.”

Upon hearing this, two faces surfaced in Jerry’s mind as he lifted his beautiful long eyelashes: “You’re going to give them a hard time?”

“How can that be called giving someone a hard time? People die for riches, birds for food, everyone has their own choices. I’m just an old man who doesn’t want to see my grandson get into trouble.”

Jerry scoffed: “Forget it, it’s not a big deal for me to stay here for a few days. The peace and quiet is rare.”

Mr. Jenkins frowned: “How can that be? You can’t eat or sleep well here. It’s better to get you out of here as soon as possible.”

“I said it’s not necessary.” Jerry glared at him impatiently. “You can just focus on cultivating your other grandson. Whatever I do in the future has nothing to do with you. Also, don’t make things difficult for the two girls. Be careful of Ivy Thompson retaliating against you.”

His grandfather would surely intimidate and entice those who could testify for him, and Ivy Thompson could certainly think of that as well.

He could vaguely guess that Ivy Thompson held a high position within that organization.

“Retaliate against me? Let her try.” Thinking that Molly Walker had already inherited Stephen Crane’s property, Mr. Jenkins regarded it as a big piece of fat meat.

As for retaliation, Michael would soon take over the organization, so what’s there to fear from her, a mere member of the “W” organization?

Looking at Mr. Jenkins’ confident appearance, Jerry thought of his brother.

“Indeed, grandfather wouldn’t be afraid of her retaliation since the organization was founded by my dad and he planned to hand it over to my brother. In contrast, I, as the older brother, seem like a waste.”

Jerry’s smile was full of hidden meaning, and Mr. Jenkins’ smile immediately froze on his face.

His son indeed planned to give the organization to Michael and had never thought of Jerry.

In his impression, Jerry was a fool who couldn’t bear the heavy responsibility. At that time, his son also thought so since no one ever expected the child’s mind to change drastically.

“Don’t belittle yourself. When your brother manages the organization, you can help him. Your dad’s dying wish was for you to return to normal, you two brothers loving and helping each other. That way, your dad can rest in peace.”

Jerry smiled but didn’t respond to this.

Help manage the organization? He and this brother were inherently incompatible, so how could he possibly let him manage?

If his brother found out about the things he had done back then, he might not only refuse to let him manage but potentially want to kill him.

After contemplating, he said to Mr. Jenkins: “I am the eldest son of the Jenkins family. If my dad were still alive and knew that I have recovered, who does grandfather think the organization would fall to?”

Mr. Jenkins was taken aback, his gaze deepening as he looked at his grandson.

His grandson’s words clearly implied that he was interested in the organization.

Considering Michael’s personality and the grandson in front of him, Mr. Jenkins began to think seriously.

If Edward were still alive, he might have really given the organization to Jerry since he was the elder son, while Michael, in fact, was just an illegitimate child.

Even if Edward favored Michael, he was always level-headed and would consider the overall situation.

If Jerry’s mind had been clear at the time, his son would have definitely handed the organization over to him rather than letting someone else act as a proxy.

“Jerry, tell me the truth, are you interested in this organization?”

Unfazed, Jerry nodded: “There isn’t a man who wouldn’t be interested in such an organization. If grandfather were a few decades younger, wouldn’t he fall in love with it too?”

It’s secretive, wealthy, powerful, and virtually allows one to do whatever they please.

Everyone in the world would want such an organization.

The “W” organization is like a walking money-making machine and networking box.