The Girl Come Back is Super

Chapter 88

Chapter 88 I am Nikita, here I come.

Samuel and Tobin both showed a surprised look on their faces.

Felton Lambert would take the initiative to offer help.

This was somewhat beyond their expectation.

Samuel looked at Felton like his rival in love, but he was relieved.

As long as Felton was willing to help, Nikita’s affairs will not be difficult to solve.

But he never thought.

He rarely took the initiative once, but was rejected,

“No, thank you.” Nikita’s voice was indifferent and somewhat alienated. “I can solve my own affairs.”

Felton was dazed and frowned.

They almost know the background of Nikita.

Living in a remote mountainous area since childhood, she was a poor child supported by the Swift Family. This year, because her family died, she was left alone. She was taken by the Swift family to N City to study and accepted as an adopted daughter.

She was just the adopted daughter of the Swift family out of kindness.

The Swift family may not attach importance to her.

If such a thing happened, they may not solve for her.

She was an orphan girl with no background. If someone really wanted to sue her, she will definitely lose.

Nikita then left.

Felton looked at the thin and tall white figure gradually away, and the expression on his face was gloomy.

Samuel and Tobin walked up to him and frowned: “Nikita is too proud. She has no strong family background and is sure

to

suffer. Bro, do we really leave her alone?”

“What if those women really want her to go to jail?”

Felton sipped his lips, his narrow phoenix eyes half narrowed, and said coldly, “Since she doesn’t need help, then leave

her alone.”

The Lambert’s young master also had a temper. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Nikita walked to Talbot’s office, and heard the fierce quarrel inside.

The woman’s voice was sharp and harsh: “President Dylon, you must hand over the transfer student today! Otherwise,

we

will take this matter to the Education Bureau.”

“That’s right. She should take responsibility for hitting someone. You are so protective of her, is she some kind of

relative of yours? Isn’t your school a century-old school? The president is openly protecting a punk. Shame on you! “Give her to us! Otherwise, we will team up to go to the Education Bureau!”

“Hand over Nikita!”

“Hand over Nikita!”

The people in the office got emotional

“Everybody calm down Talbot’s hoarse and tired voice sounded. “It’s not that I don’t hand over her, Nikita didn’t come

to school, and I don’t know where she is.”

But a group of emotional women didn’t care what he said.

They still indignantly roared: “Hand over the transfer student named Nikita!”

“She wounded our child, and she must go to jail!”

“Yes, let her go to jail!”

Nikita stood outside the door and listened for a while, sipped her lips, stretched out her hand and pushed open the door.

In the office, there were more than ten women standing.

Talbot was surrounded by this group of women. His clothes were wrinkled, his face was scratched, and his hair was torn.

He looked like a mess.

“The person you are looking for is me, so you don’t have to besiege an innocent man. I am Nikita, I am coming, you can settle accounts with me.”

The sudden sound made the noisy office quiet at once.