Framing

"Did Zak really do this?" Mrs. Samantha observed Juelz's injured hand with a heavy heart. Assisting him to his feet, she spoke in a somber tone, "Come on, let's head to the hospital first. We can deal with Zak after your wounds are taken care of."

"I'm not going. The competition hasn't even started," Juelz gritted his teeth, reluctantly raising his injured hand, refusing the idea of going to the hospital. "I can't accept this, Mom. It's all Zak's fault. He ruined my chance to participate in the competition."

With the competition already underway, Juelz listened to the host's words and looked at his hands with numerous abrasions, unable to hold back his tears.

Without hesitation, he grabbed Mrs. Samantha and said, "Mom, I want Zak to pay for this. He's too arrogant."

Indeed, Zak was too arrogant; bringing him back didn't mean allowing him to harm others.

Mrs. Samantha comforted Juelz, suppressing her anger, and entered the backstage room. Originally intending to confront Zak, she found
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