Chapter 92: Killed by One's Own Collision

Suri Drew replied nonchalantly, "No worries, I don't care about mingling with them anyway, and I haven't spoken to them since joining this group. It's because of Bob Presley's rumors in the group that I spoke up for the first time."

"I'll tell her the truth then."

Yigol Novak seemed helpless, "You didn't listen to me just now, and you still don't want to listen to me?"

"Here, give me your phone and stop saying such incendiary stuff. My wife, you can not interact with them, but you also don't need to make them think you're so bad in every way. People are afraid of public opinion, right?"

"That Bob Presley was a madman back then. Who knows what kind of ghost this Quinn Powell could turn out to be?"

"Even if you don't want to associate with your classmates, you never know when or where you'll encounter them. Sometimes, rumors can be very damaging. There's no need to let people see you as if you're a terrifying person or a great enemy."