RACHEL'S POV
“Are you sure?” She asked Max over the phone.
“Yes. He thinks the person sent a junior student to prank her about a teacher wanting to see her, and then the person sets banana peels in the hallway. According to him, if not for his timely intervention, she would have ended up with a sprained ankle and wrist.” Max explained.
“Is he stupid and dumb? Are we paying him to be goddam saviour or Superman? Why didn't he allow her to sprain all of that?” Rachel bellowed.
“I asked him the same thing too.” Max said.
“Give him a strict warning. He is not employed to look after her or be her Messiah. I won't tolerate such an act next time.” And with that, the phone went off.
Rachel began to Pace after dropping the call. Someone in the school wanted Tiffany hurt and she wanted to know
