Chapter 53
No one knew what Donald had said, but Jonathan’s expression turned dark and tight. As soon as he hung up, he immediately called Jonah. Jonah, who had just been watching random videos because he couldn’t play games with one hand, saw the caller ID and instinctively picked up. “Jonathan, what’s up?” Jonathan’s furious voice exploded through the phone. “Jonah, do you know what kind of mess you’ve made?” Jonah blinked, confused. He sat up straighter. “What? What did I do?” “Tell me, who broke your hand?” Jonathan asked. “Percy!” Jonah said. “And why did he break it?” Jonathan asked again. “How would I know? He just lost it and…” Jonah tried to make something up. “Are you still lying to me?” Jonathan was livid. He hadn’t thought much of it when he came home and saw Jonah’s arm in a cast, hanging across his chest. He had asked a few questions, and when Jonah said it was just a fight with a classmate, he had let it go with a warning to be more careful. However, Donald personally called to lay everything out in detail. Not just to inform him, but to demand an official written apology from Jonah. The next morning, he would have to stand in front of the entire student body and apologize to both Percy and Scarlett. Donald stressed that the matter had caused serious disruption, and if the apology wasn’t sincere, Jonah’s record might even carry disciplinary action. Jonathan had been baffled. He was part of the Quinn family. How could something so minor warrant such a big response? However, Donald had calmly said, “This is Mr. Hayes’ decision. Even your dad wouldn’t be able to change it. I suggest Jonah take the loss and do what’s required.” Rubbing his temples, Jonathan snapped into the phone again, “Did you see Percy and Scarlett dating with your own eyes? No? Then what gave you the right to start spreading rumors about them? Worse—accusing them of sneaking around in private? Where’s your sense of decency?” Jonah’s face fell. “Scarlett told you that, didn’t she? She’s always two-faced like this. First, she tells me she wants to cut ties with the Quinn family, then she turns around and goes behind my back to you, dragging my name through the mud…” “It wasn’t her,” Jonathan cut in coldly. “Donald contacted me.” His brows remained tightly furrowed. “The school has already formed an investigation team over this. After reviewing the situation, they’ve determined you were in the wrong. So yes, you’re writing a letter of apology, and yes, you’re reading it out loud at the flag-raising ceremony tomorrow. Be sincere about it. This is not the time to play victim.” Jonah couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His wrist was broken. He hadn’t even gone after Percy or Scarlett for that. Wasn’t that enough of a favor already? Now the school was forming an investigation committee and blaming him? Furious, he snapped, “Why should I apologize? I’m the one with the broken hand! If anyone needs to be writing an apology, it’s Percy!” “Jonah, this is not up for discussion. If you want to bring shame to the Quinn family, go ahead and refuse. But don’t cry when you have to face the consequences!” Jonathan said. The call ended, but Jonah just sat there, stunned. All his life, he had been the school’s pride and joy, the student everyone admired, the teachers’ star pupil. His grades were always among the best. His little followers practically worshipped him. Even when he made a mistake, the teachers would let it slide. His friends would rush to blame someone else. He had never written a single apology letter and never thought he needed to. Yet now the school had launched a formal investigation and decided he was the one at fault. They wanted him to write a public apology letter to the two people he disliked most. He couldn’t believe it. It felt like a bad joke. Grabbing his phone, his gaze clouded over as he sent a message to Scarlett: “Tattletale, you really know how to pull strings, don’t you?” Even if Jonathan said it wasn’t her, he didn’t believe it. No one else would have had the influence to push the school into forming a committee over this. She must’ve gone straight to Bill for Percy’s sake. Turning on her own brother for some outsider. Amazing. However, when he hit send, the message didn’t go through. A big red exclamation point appeared on the screen. He had been blocked.