The hallway was packed, and all eyes were on Natalie's mom losing her temper.
Her daughter clearly tried to hurt someone, ended up hurting herself, and yet here she was, making a scene instead of reflecting on her parenting. If anything, her outburst only proved the saying: like mother, like daughter.
Nancy, already humiliated, was now seething with rage. With shaky hands, she pulled out a glass bottle filled with concentrated sulfuric acid from her bag, twisted the cap off, and hurled it forward.
At that split second, a tiny silhouette shot out from the side pouch of Megan's backpack like a bullet—it was Nova Tech.
The little robot darted towards the bottle, pushing it mid-air, flipping the liquid's path. Instead of hitting Megan and Rachel Reid, the acid splashed straight b
