Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The next morning at six, the principal was already on the phone with her.

"Ms. March, please dress smartly today. The higher-ups are taking this matter very seriously. If our preschool can impress the investors, the government will allocate a substantial budget for us next year. No skirts, wear slacks and a blouse."

Zoey rubbed her temples, feeling a bit weary. "Got it, Principal."

"Ms. March, this is really important. There's a lot of pressure on me too, you know."

"Yeah, I understand."

Zoey couldn't afford to take this lightly. She rummaged through her closet for her business attire, then headed downstairs for a quick bite. She decided not to tell Curtis and Miranda just yet to spare them the worry.

Arriving at school, it was still early. Since the news came through last night, the preschool had been cleaning around the clock. Now, not a speck of dust was in sight.

Entering her classroom, Zoey noticed that colorful balloons had been hung up everywhere.

She approached a staff member nearby.

"Do we really need all this? It's a bit over the top."

"It's what the principal and the powers that be want."

Zoey clammed up; after all, she was just a teacher.

Her colleague Gemma and a few others passed by, looking sour.

that she had withdrawn her application, here she was, having gone behind

considering her too pretentious. Now she was

But who knows how many calls they've made

golden opportunity for promotion, and Zoey had played them

the secrecy, unless

leg up, and after I stood up for

hearing the chorus of

right next to Zoey's. If the investor came to pick

have a leg to stand on; the outcome of the situation made

gaze fell on Gemma, who was wearing a spaghetti

single teachers had also

at her unfriendly, she

Zoey immediately, "Ms. March, the child and

appreciate

of the wealthy. After all, the whole of Zion City

ovel

thanks to

breath and put on

"Alright."

started

go too. Let us get a glimpse of

Zoey be the only

couldn't waste any more time, "Alright, everyone can come, but please, no chit-chat when we're there." Everyone seemed a