Chapter: 1487

“Roseanne.”

Her voice rang out, melodious and soothing. Roseanne looked up, blinked, and then broke down in tears. "Norah!"

She unleashed all her pent-up emotions, initially kneeling, now lunging to embrace Norah, sobbing without restraint.

She had kept the bullying a secret from her family.

Her mother had advised her to keep a low profile and avoid trouble, citing their family's current difficulties. Zendaya had threatened her, saying any complaints would bring more trouble to the Fraziers.

This time, she hadn't expected Zendaya and her crew to show up at such a mundane event-they usually stayed away, but fate had other plans. Roseanne sobbed, “Norah, they are from the Miller family. If you hit them, they won't let it go." Norah assessed Roseanne's bruised face. "Does it still hurt?"

Roseanne's cheeks were swollen, a handprint starkly visible. "It doesn't hurt," she murmured.

Knowing Norah's fierce nature, Roseanne feared her parents' reaction if Norah acted impulsively.

"Don't worry." Norah reassured her gently, intuiting her fears. “I'm here now."

She had come to Surella primarily to address her grandfather's illness, but she was ready to handle any other issues that arose.

A dangerous look flashed in Norah's eyes. She wouldn't let the Miller family, the architects of their distress, off the hook. “So, she knows this bitch. No surprise she's as annoying as Roseanne," Zendaya muttered, straightening her hair and trying to regain composure.

Norah's shove had nearly caused her to twist her ankle.

Janice massaged her wrist, relieved it hadn't broken, though it was still sore.

The three glared furiously at the duo sheltered in the bathroom stall.

Zendaya looked at Roseanne. “I was wondering why you seemed so strange today. Turns out you've enlisted some help. Do you really think you two can stand up against the three of us? By the way, you wouldn't want to see your dad on the rooftop of Surella's tallest building, poised to jump, would you? If you had just kept in line, the Miller family might have been merciful. If your father is no longer in the picture, won't you and your siblings be completely under our control? Hahaha."

Their faces twisted into spiteful grins. In their view, the Millers were the most powerful family in Surella. Any challenge from the Frazier family was a direct affront that required retribution.

They considered themselves lenient for merely tormenting Roseanne at school.

Upon hearing Zendaya's words, Roseanne trembled uncontrollably. "I've done everything you asked, so why can't you let me off the hook?"

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she recalled the years of bullying she had endured. Sadness weighed heavily on her. She knew she could never forgive herself if anything happened to her father.

"You brought this woman here to get back at us. Do you think the Miller family can be pushed around without paying the price?" Zendaya glared at Norah. She blamed Norah for the fall that had nearly twisted her ankle. She had never been treated like this before.

Janice added, "Exactly. You probably don't even know the influence that the Miller family wields. I suggest you leave, or you might disappear without a trace."

Zendaya stood tall. “Roseanne, if you want to get off the hook, the solution is simple. Drink the water from the toilet behind you."

She then turned to Norah. “And if you kiss my shoes, I'll let you and the Frazier family go."

Roseanne's face turned pale, though there was a flicker of hesitation in her eyes.